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EquinoxSol
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Viktor ran through the woods, his breath ragged. He couldn't tell how many were behind him. Ten? Twenty? Their footsteps thundered behind him, making him push his legs faster. Eventually, he came upon a road. There were no cars on it, just black asphalt and a devastating emptiness.
Without pause, he began running down the road, hoping that eventually he would come upon a town, or better yet, a city. He might be able to disappear into a city and all this would be behind him.
His dark hair trailed behind him, whipping about in the biting winter wind. Glancing over his shoulder, he could see them. They had guns, a few of them, but none were shooting. Probably something about 'destroying the property'. Just as it feels like his legs were going to give out beneath him, they stopped in their tracks.
Warily, Viktor slowed, looking back towards them. They were talking amongst themselves before disappearing into the forest. Allowing himself to stop in his mad dash, he bent over, bracing himself by placing his hands on his knees, breathing heavily. After several minutes of resting, he straightened, and began walking, hoping for a car to pass by so he could hopefully ask for a ride.