LOGINEscape route preparation in progress
Alina didn’t move.
She was sitting in the back of the police car, her hands cuffed behind her, but she looked really calm, like nothing was bothering her. Her posture was relaxed, and she seemed totally at ease, which was kind of surprising given the situation.
The sound of the race was still echoing outside, but it was fading away, becoming a distant memory. The doors closed with a thud, and the engine roared to life. As they began to move, the tension seemed to ease, making everything feel a little more manageable. The motion was soothing, a welcome distraction from the chaos that had just unfolded.
“How long?” she asked quietly.
[Estimated time: 18 seconds]
Her eyes dropped, just a little, as she realized the game was only just getting started.
The officer standing next to her moved slightly, his eyes fixed on her with a careful gaze. He wasn't being aggressive, just really cautious. It was as if something about her didn't quite add up, and he was trying to figure out what it was.
The car took a sharp turn off the main road, and the streetlights whizzed by in a steady rhythm - light, shadow, light, shadow. Alina settled back into her seat, her eyes drooping slightly as she seemed to relax. But it was a calmness that didn't quite add up, especially for someone who was being taken into custody. She looked almost serene, which only made the situation feel more off.
[Escape route ready]
Her fingers moved a little, touching the cuffs. "That's good," she said. The officer glanced at her and smiled for a moment.
This lady is a daydreamer too
She took a quick look at the front of the vehicle, noticing the driver was completely focused on the road ahead, while the second officer was busy checking something on his device. At that moment, it seemed like no one was anticipating any trouble - a assumption that would soon prove to be a costly mistake.
"Stop the car," she said, her voice low but sharp. It sliced through the air, demanding attention. The driver didn't flinch, didn't even acknowledge her words. That wasn't surprising, though. He just kept driving, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, his face a mask of indifference.
“I can see you are insane” the second officer told her smiling
Alina sighed softly. “ Right.”
[Executing escape route in 3… 2… 1…]
Everything just went black. It wasn't just the car's headlights that stopped working, the whole road was plunged into darkness. The streetlights that lined the road started to flicker, and then they just died. The car jerked a little as all the dashboard lights went out, it was like the whole world had just stopped.
“What the?” The driver slammed the brakes. The car skidded, stopping unevenly. Darkness swallowed everything.
Alina suddenly moved, her body lunging forward before the officers had a chance to respond, catching them off guard.
The system announced [Temporary motor boost activated]
Her movements sharpened instantly. The officer beside her turned too late.
Alina had already managed to twist her hands, which were cuffed together, forward, using the small space between the seats to her advantage. As she did this, her shoulder crashed into his chest, pushing him backward just enough to give her some room.
Alina quickly gained the upper hand, using the officer's own momentum against him as she pushed him back, taking control of the situation with her swift and forceful move.
“What are you?”
She just stood there, silent. The metal cuffs on her wrists clinked against the door handle, and suddenly the lock clicked open. The door creaked as it swung outward, letting in a rush of cold air that filled the space.
"Stop her!" the second officer yelled, warning the others, but by then Alina had already gained a significant lead, putting about ten steps between herself and the pursuing officers.
She jumped out of the car like her life depended on it, it sure does. Her ankle screamed in protest as she rolled across the rough road.
Pain shot up her leg,but she didn’t stop. She pushed herself up immediately. Running fast and ignoring the instability in her steps.
Behind her “Get out! After her!” Car doors slammed open. Footsteps hit the ground. But the darkness worked in her favor. No lights. No clear direction. No clean target.
[Route guidance active]
She saw a faint path unfolding before her, and without hesitation, she followed it. It led her through a narrow alley, the walls seeming to close in around her as she moved swiftly and silently. She crossed a broken side path, the uneven ground threatening to trip her up, but she kept her footing. Then, she came to a low fence, and with a surge of adrenaline, she hoisted herself over it, her body barely clearing the top. Her ankle throbbed in protest with every step, but she pushed on, her breathing steady and controlled. The noise behind her grew louder, but she didn't dare look back. This wasn't a desperate, last-ditch attempt at escape - it was a carefully thought-out plan, recalculated on the fly. She had a route, and she was sticking to it, no matter what.
She walked for god knows how long till there were no footsteps, no voices, no pursuit.
Alina slowed. Gradually. Until she stopped completely. Her breathing remained steady. But her body finally felt it. “ That was messy.” she said taking deep breathes
[Escape successful]
She leaned lightly against the wall beside her.
She closed her eyes, just for a moment, to gather her thoughts and recharge. Then, she opened them again, feeling a bit more refreshed and ready to face whatever was next.
The dark street corners came to view, she had no idea where she was but that was the least of her problems “Status.”
[Points: Updated]
[Recent reward applied: +150]
She nodded slightly with a smirk. “ Good.”
Somewhere far behind sirens rose again. They were searching for someone that could not be traced
“Is she some kind of super human?” the second officer asked, breathing exhaustively. “ How on earth did she pull those moves”
His partner stared at him in disbelief “you're seriously asking me that” he hissed as they walked back into their car
They couldn't keep running, so they jumped in the car and sped away.
Alina pushed herself off the wall. Standing straight despite the discomfort. Her gaze lifted slightly toward the dark skyline. The city is still awake. Still talking about what just happened.
“So now it spreads.” Her expression didn’t soften nor change. “ Good.”
The more conversations that took place, the more difficult it would become to remove her from the picture. It would also become increasingly challenging for individuals like Zaria Blake to have complete control over the story and its direction, as more people would be invested in the outcome and have their own opinions and perspectives to share.
Alina turned walking deeper into the shadows. “ Next move.”
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