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Heavy footsteps thumped to the ground as Yanaike ran over a muddy and overgrown path deeper and deeper into the forest. She still couldn't get used to her new hiking boots. They felt so heavy compared to her usual white boots and they made so much more noise when she was running. The saleswoman had convinced they were great for walking in the nearby mountains, which had been one of Yanaike's ideas for quite a long time. It seemed that 'running' was not one of the many purposes of her new boots. If only she could find a moment to change her footwear...
But no. If she would take a break now, the police would quickly catch up. Between the thumping of her hiking boots she could hear at least two more pairs of footsteps following closely behind. Yanaike had the upper hand though as she was a native in this type of terrain. While the trees formed obstacles for the agents to run in straight lines, Yanaike was constantly circling around the trees and using them now and then to push herself off. Slowly she was gaining more and more distance between her and the agents. She knew however that the agents would call reinforcements and Yanaike would never win if it came to larger numbers.
Her eyes quickly scouted the environment and she spotted a small slope to her left. She ran a couple of foot further, then she made a sharp left turn, jumped off from the ground and landed a few foot further in a shallow ditch. She heard how the footsteps of the agents continued and she felt relieved to have shaken off the agents.
Yanaike swept the sweat from her head. It was quite a warm day and running wasn't exactly a great way to cool down. After having recovered from the heat, she grabbed her backpack and opened it. Inside of her backpack was the reason the agents had been following her: an interesting mechanical artefact with a large round-shaped glass in the middle of it. Regulars called it a 'camera' or something and Yanaike had been told that it was used to 'capture memories'. She couldn't understand how it could do that without any apparent connector to the brain but it didn't really matter anyway. It wasn't about the camera. It was about the thrill Yanaike gained in escaping the police. Besides, she would have plenty of time to study the way the camera worked.
Soon the agents would realise that they were not following Yanaike any more and they would came back looking for her. Yanaike wasn't safe yet. She hang the camera around her neck, closed the backpack and continued through the forest in a completely different direction. She wasn't running this time in order to stay silent. Instead she focused on the sounds around her, trying to locate the policemen as soon as they would come close to her.
But no. If she would take a break now, the police would quickly catch up. Between the thumping of her hiking boots she could hear at least two more pairs of footsteps following closely behind. Yanaike had the upper hand though as she was a native in this type of terrain. While the trees formed obstacles for the agents to run in straight lines, Yanaike was constantly circling around the trees and using them now and then to push herself off. Slowly she was gaining more and more distance between her and the agents. She knew however that the agents would call reinforcements and Yanaike would never win if it came to larger numbers.
Her eyes quickly scouted the environment and she spotted a small slope to her left. She ran a couple of foot further, then she made a sharp left turn, jumped off from the ground and landed a few foot further in a shallow ditch. She heard how the footsteps of the agents continued and she felt relieved to have shaken off the agents.
Yanaike swept the sweat from her head. It was quite a warm day and running wasn't exactly a great way to cool down. After having recovered from the heat, she grabbed her backpack and opened it. Inside of her backpack was the reason the agents had been following her: an interesting mechanical artefact with a large round-shaped glass in the middle of it. Regulars called it a 'camera' or something and Yanaike had been told that it was used to 'capture memories'. She couldn't understand how it could do that without any apparent connector to the brain but it didn't really matter anyway. It wasn't about the camera. It was about the thrill Yanaike gained in escaping the police. Besides, she would have plenty of time to study the way the camera worked.
Soon the agents would realise that they were not following Yanaike any more and they would came back looking for her. Yanaike wasn't safe yet. She hang the camera around her neck, closed the backpack and continued through the forest in a completely different direction. She wasn't running this time in order to stay silent. Instead she focused on the sounds around her, trying to locate the policemen as soon as they would come close to her.