Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190723001543/@comment-25828117-20190824093447

It was night, and although the moon and stars provided some light, the terrain remained quite dark. Thorny dry bushes cut at the fleeing group's legs and irregular stones were a constant tripping hazard.

As Duncan complained his shadow extended long before him with torchlight spilling to the sides. The members of H.U.N.T. were giving chase and they had flashlights. The beams aimed at them, they could practically feel the light on their backs.

Doris' heart was racing but Johnny seemed merely annoyed about something.

They were going up one of the many hills in the Great Basin Desert, and if the polestar was any indication, they were going north.