KRIS
Could see him.
Keep running.
Humming.
Could see him.
Keep moving.
Humming.
Threading myself through the trees, staying in the shadows, running uphill. Saw him at the top of the elevation. Feeling like game. Saw him in the patchy daylight, questioning between breaths if this was the same person. Another shot and heard it whistle past my ear.
A full ring thundered from the speakers and beyond, a tear in the sky. Billowing, rippling. I could feel it vibrate over my skin, the hairs on my arms stiffening like quills. My stomach pulsated. The hum upended into a forked shriek-hiss. I was defenceless, brought to a standstill, I couldn’t fight the sound waves pounding against me, absorbing them. This was Red’s doing – this was his true weapon. He was going to immobilize me and then pic
