บท 39: 39 Run!

"Stop, don't run!" The man roared and shot me in the back. The bullet brushed past my ear and into the bark of a tree in front of me. The smell of gunpowder came from the hole through which it had been shot.

I ran as fast as I could into the dense ferns, and the darkness engulfed my body. I was surrounded by weeds as tall as an adult's knee. Under the cover of the weeds, I curled up and moved forward. I was hoping to hide behind a tree, but the moonlight suddenly became so dim that my vision was blurry. The smell of grass filled my nostrils, and I could only feel my way to the right.

Another shot passed over my head, and then I saw a searchlight ahead, and the sound of the pursuers came closer. If I keep moving, they'll know.

I lay motionless on the ground, one ear on the ground, the other ear listening carefully to the approaching footsteps. It should be the same two men. They didn't speak on purpose, only the faint sound of grass under their feet.