You realize that you may be able to outrun the two men, but the woman is still hot on your tail. She's a fast one! Your eyes dart over each object that you pass by in hopes of finding a good place to hide. You see lots of bushes and trees, but you doubt that you can effectively hide behind one to avoid her and any other patrol that may have heard the commotion.
However, gods be praised, you spot something that could work; a fallen, hollow log! Perhaps it was a bit too lucky, but at the moment you don't really want to argue with the forces at work.
You dive on to your stomach and quickly shimmy your way into the log. It's very narrow, and to fit you're foced to lift your arms above your head as you crawl in. Your nose rubs up against the bark each time you push yourself further in. Finally, you feel confident that you're completely inside, and you go still. You may not be able to see anything, but you can still hear everything around you.
Moments later, the sound of footsteps come pounding up and stop nearby. "Dammit, where did that fool go. Darien will have my head if I lost another spy," mutters a feminine voice. Your pulse pounds in your ears. If you move an inch, if you make even a peep, you'll be discovered!
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