Beyond Their Eyes
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My breathing became labored as I sprinted around the tenth block in the last three minutes. I knew they were coming.
I knocked over a near trash can on my way by in a desperate attempt to slow them down by any means. My efforts were most likely fruitless.
Bystanders watched or cursed when I flew by. Someone threw a piece of food at me. Others watched in curiosity as I ran with four Officials running after.
"Dammit!" I cursed as my path became shorter and shorter. It was either face plant into a brick wall or play hopscotch of the interstate. The consequences both led to death by car or death by capture. Neither sounded good to me.
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