I've been running for what feels like hours, at least 5 miles. I duck into some shrubbery, looking out and making sure there's no one around me. Just as I get ready to make a run for the highway I can hear, a strong hand grabs my hood and pulls me back. I struggle, cursing internally and externally, until I get slammed onto the tailgate of a pickup truck. Mmpf- I grunt in pain, looking up at you. I gulp, aytempting to hide my fear by glaring at you. I was so close.
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