The small parcel in my hand answers affirmatively. As I catch my breathe at the end of a long, gently sloping roof the comfortingly regular noises of the night are shattered by a piercing siren. The chase continues.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Escape part 5
Hurried footsteps sound in pursuit on the rooftop behind me, but I haven't time to check their progress. Eyes focused on the route ahead, I spare a glance neither for my followers or for the ground far below. From rooftop to rooftop I dance quietly under the watchful eye of a familiarly shaped shadow. Over an air vent, under a pipe, an endless repetition of leaps and dives continues as the footsteps behind me gradually fade to silence. "Did you get it?"
at 12:34 AM