Rabbit Run from All Hallows' by OGRE and Dallas Campbell

She forced herself to stay calm, to think. What were her options? She had at least a fifty yard head start, and could probably dart off the path. Could she circle back down the hill to safety? He’d seen her face. He knew who she was, where she lived. But she knew the hills.

There was a small track to the right up ahead, little more than a rabbit path. She knew it was there, even if she couldn’t see it in the dark. It dipped down a little way in, dropping to a stream that led back down the hill. Better to be in there, in the dark. It would disorient him, at least. She tried to measure her footsteps, tried to keep her breathing quiet even as her lungs burned.

The clatter of him was close behind her, closer than she wanted. She timed it carefully, swerving right in a feint and then then leaping left, haring down the little dirt track. She was blind, branches swiping at her in the pitch black, cutting her face as she ran. He was still coming, still on her trail.

Cinema for the ear. Composer & Sound Designer for games and visual media.

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