I was even more confused now than I was before, but quickly found out that I didn’t have time to be: almost silently, a helicopter rose from behind one of the smaller buildings about fifty feet away. I turned to start running, and already lost sight of Danni; she must have gone down one of the dozens of alleys or side roads. I chose one at random and darted right for it, only to occasionally look behind me to see how close the helicopter was. Just as I dreaded, it was silently stalking me at an alarming pace…not in how fast it was moving, but how in how slowly it hunted. Corner after corner, side street after side street. It still slowly stalked, following my every move. And what about all the people in the city? They seemed to fly into a panic too; it’s not every day that you see a helicopter hunting a person on foot so steadily… No matter how much I pushed and shoved people out of my way, thought up everything I could to confuse that pilot, the damned thing just would never be gone.
