A man wearing a bright yellow shirt was sitting on a series of rocks that had a hard surface. The rocks, when he groped, felt very rough. Because he was so tired, the rocks, which were far from warm, felt quite comfortable. Previously, he had been running and running for over three hours. He tried his best to get away from the people chasing him. During those three hours, his energy was almost completely drained.
He could sense that one by one, his pursuers had given up. There was only one person who was still shadowing him. But finally, almost an hour ago, it seemed that he had escaped the pursuit of that one person. Behind him, the sound of running footsteps could no longer be heard, which had been an integral part of his escape for the past three hours.
During the chase, he never looked back. Just ran forward and stared straight ahead. Looking back would only slow him down. Since he had not seen the pursuer at all, he was just wondering how far away he was from the pursuer. At first, the pursuer was quite far behind him. But over time, the distance between them grew closer. At some point, he could have heard the footsteps of people running behind him. Perhaps the pursuer was some eighty or a hundred meters behind him. At that time, while continuing to run, he looked for gaps on the right or left side of the road he was traveling on to find a temporary hiding place. Luckily, His foresight made him find a place that roughly fit his size. It was far from perfect, but it could outwit the pursuer for a few moments.
Quickly, the man slammed himself into the gap between the bushes. He wasn't sure it would work. But he had to try. The pursuit of him that had lasted several hours had exhausted him immensely.
After the pursuer ran in different directions, the person wearing a yellow shirt quickly emerged from the hiding place and ran the other way. He never stopped. He always kept running and running. Although he could no longer hear the footsteps behind him, he had to keep going. He intended to do that until he found a place where he felt safe. Finally, he found the series of rocks when he could no longer run. He had to rest for a while before continuing his escape.
I hoped that person had given up. Or at least looking for me in a different direction!
His eyes were closed, and his head bowed. He may look like someone who was praying, but he was not praying. Right now, he was exhausted. His entire body was trembling. The pair of legs he had been using for running felt so weak that he could hardly support his body. If he had not sat on the hard rocks, he might have fallen over the ground. His breathing finally slowed down. A long, deep breath replaced the rapid breath when he was in a panic.
Tiredness and trembling weren't the only things he felt. Right now, he was very thirsty. His mouth was dry. During these three hours, he had not found any potable water. Apart from thirst, he also felt hungry. All this time, he had been running and running as hard as he could with a growling stomach. The chance to escape came before he had time to fill his stomach. However, inevitably, he had to try his best to ignore this extremely uncomfortable feeling. Previously, he also often starved. It was even worse than today.
Sitting on these rocks allowed him to think further about the next step.
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I have to find some edible things before I starve to death in the middle of this stretched of trees!
He caught his breath for a moment. After that, he observed his surroundings. The land that stretched out before him was entirely uneven. As far as his eyes could see, there was a land whose contours rose and fell drastically. Crossing a steep slope like this was not a simple thing, especially when someone was hungry and thirsty. Many trees filled the green hills that were towering in front of him. Various types and shapes of trees adorn the scenery above the hills that were there. He could see the big, tall trees towering majestically. But there were also trees that were wrinkled and covered with bent and crooked branches.
The man looked back. He hoped no one was there. Right now, he couldn't trust anyone. He tried not to think about negative things for a while. He then saw again the hills that stretched out in front of him. The road ahead of him was still very long.
He deeply sighed while pressing his palms against the rugged rock face. Slowly, he decided to rise from this cold and hard rock. After that, he tried to force his two legs to support his body. He stood up.
With short strides, he began to walk. The ground he stepped on felt a bit chewy. Not infrequently, when he hit the ground, his feet sank to the ankles. But he continued to walk on the ground. When he stepped on it, it felt like treading on a soft surface.
Soon after that, he arrived at a vast meadow. Weeds and grass grew wild and swirled in front of him. Even though the grass looked harmless, the leaves' surfaces were smoothed and sharp. Not only did those things make his ankles itch when he passed there, but sometimes he felt sore when the weeds scratched his hands and face.
He hobbled through the expanse of weeds. Several times, he nearly slipped. The feeling of tired hit him again. What made him able to go on were the remnants of the spirit he kept on tightly.
Almost half an hour, he walked like that. When he finally arrived at the end of the expanse of thatch, he came across a paved road. At that moment, his thoughts drifted. He was in a semi-conscious state. That man had not realized he had arrived at a road that vehicles could pass. He should have stopped at the side of this paved road, but he continued walking toward the middle of the road.
From the left side, someone drove a car at high speed. The road was quiet so that the car's driver was running his vehicle at speed above average. He did not see that someone walked out from behind the towering weeds. Moreover, that person suddenly appeared on a slightly curved part of the road.
The driver seemed to be trying hard to hit the brake pedal to stop the vehicle. But it was too late, the car did slow down, but it couldn't stop suddenly like that. Instantly, the car hit the person who didn't even realize that he had dragged his feet into the middle of the road.
The person who just had been hit still didn't realize what was happening. The impact of the car knocked him down. He felt pain all over his body. With the remaining strength, he could still move his body. He turned his body so that now he was lying on the surface of the road, looking up at the sky. From inside the car, several people came out. They immediately approached and surrounded him. He wanted to say something, but no sound came out of his mouth. He felt more and more tired and tired. Then his vision began to blur. When it's finally dark, he's completely unconscious.