The coast was clear. Somehow that made him more nervous. He would’ve like to have an idea were the men in black where. At least it would’ve stopped them having the jump on him from the shadows. He reached up for the steel ladder to his left and climbed up. He made sure to move slowly so his feet wouldn’t echo off the metal bars of the ladder, just incase the mystery men were a few feet away looking for him and heard it. He made his way to the top of the one story building and walked across towards the front while staying low. When he reached the front he lowered down flat and peaked out over the street and watched for any movement of cars. The streets were quiet. He spend a while looking up and down the street. Ten minutes later he noticed a black car slowly turning onto the street. He lowered down even further and backed away from the edge and slowly peaked out over the ledge and watched as the black car slowly drove by. The passenger shined a light into all the store buildings checking for anyone hiding inside.
He felt safe on the rooftop. He watched the car made its way further down the street. He wondered how he was going to meet up with the others. Hopefully they all made it safely to hole in the tree. How was he going to get there with the car driving around?
Timmy ran as fast as he could across the grass through the park. He figured he could make it into the forest he could loose them in there. The black car stayed on the street a few yards back. He knew they couldn’t come into the park with their car. Maybe he had given them the slip once and for all? He looked over his shoulder for a second and noticed the car door’s opening and the two men getting out to chase him on foot. Well, so much for giving them the slip. He headed towards the park’s large playground. A place he played many times as a child. Maybe he could loose them in there. The men ran across the grass getting closer with each step.
It was no use. They saw him run towards it. He was hoping they didn’t see him and he could hide in the slide. He now had to come up with a better plan.
He had only one choice. He needed to head into the forest. It was risking running through at night, anything could happen in there. He would have to worry more about the trees branches and rocks then the men in black.
As he moved in the direction of the forest which was only a few feet in front he looked over his shoulder and could see the men in black not to far behind.
He ran faster making a straight line towards the forest. He had to move quickly, as the two men where right behind him gaining with each second. Bobby was right when he said the men in black were creepy looking with there blue eyes that never blinked. They would make for better robots then humans.
He reached the forest limit and pushed the branches out of his way and moved deep inside. The leaves and brush was so intense it was like running into a wall. The branches closed in around him as though they were hands trying to grab him. It felt like trying to run in a dream.
He had been in the forest a million times before, even though he knew the place well he had to be careful not to run at full speed in the darkness. If he took a turn without looking where he was going it would be like entering the forest for the first time as a child and end up being lost. He would lose his advantage over the men in black. At least in town he could look for landmarks and know where he was, a street name, location of a store, a familiar house, but in the woods it was all the same. At night the tress all became the same tall monster blocking out the light.
He knew he had to look out for dead man’s cliff. If he fell off the cliff he would never been seen again. Everyone in town feared dead man’s cliff. Parents always warned the kids to stay away. Telling them it would lead to certain death. He couldn’t worry about that now. He looked over his shoulder and could see the men closing in on him. They didn’t hesitate at following him in.
He moved as fast as he could passing by tree after tree. He knew if the sun was out he could’ve moved even faster and gotten away. He quickly ducked under a tree branch and pushed away large leaves from his face that appeared at the last second. He had almost no reaction time. He was hoping he wouldn’t slam into one, knocking himself out and wake up in a prison cell. He could hear the breaking of tree branches under his feet. He knew it was giving away his location. If he had made any progress in getting away the sound of the tree branches breaking gave away his location.
He knew he was very close to dead man’s cliff. Little kids never entered the forest near the playground because they were warned about the closeness of the cliff itself. In the day light while walking he could’ve taken his time looking for it, but not now in the dark. Here in the darkness he could be standing an inch away from it and wouldn’t even know it.
He made sure to avoid any tree roots sticking out. Bad enough having to look for a massive drop off, but the last thing he wanted was to trip over something like a root sticking out, giving the men in black a chance to catch up. In the movies he had watched growing up anyone caught by men in black were never seen again. Would the same happen to him?
As he moved through the forest he gave a quick look over his shoulder and to his surprise the men in black where gone. The forest was now silent, the sound of them pushing their way through the leaves a few feet behind him had stopped. What happened to them? It was the oddest thing, one moment they were chasing him and now gone. How could it be explained? It defied all logic. He couldn’t stop moving though. He needed to put as much distance between him and the men, incase they were still chasing him and he couldn’t see them. Who knows, maybe they were still right behind him but he couldn’t see them since they were wearing black. They might’ve been blending into the surrounding trees. In the daylight their black outfits would’ve stood out, but at night they blended in with the darkness. Maybe that’s why so many people reported having encounters with them at night. Saying the men in black came out of nowhere.
He kept running forward while looing over his shoulder for them, he placed his left foot in front of the right and lost his footing. Before he new what was happening he could feel himself falling. His worst nightmare was coming true. He had found dead man’s cliff, but he found it the hard way. He was now falling through open air. Fear shot through his body. In the darkness he failed to see the edge of the cliff. At any second he would hit the ground. Would he survive? Not likely. He closed his eyes and hoped the end would come quickly. A few seconds passed by, he couldn’t understand why he hadn’t hit the ground yet. It wasn’t making sense. He could actually count the seconds going by. No one could fall for this long. He opened his eyes and found himself floating off the edge of the cliff with the ground below, not getting any closer. Now he truly felt like he was dreaming. He looked around and could see the cliff on one side and open air on the other with his body in suspended animation in the middle. How was this happening? A moment later he felt his body lifting back up towards the edge of the cliff. His head was racing with a million thoughts. This couldn’t be real.
Before he could answer he was back standing on the edge, over looking the drop off. This was beyond anything he could comprehend. He knew no one would ever believe him. He should be at the bottom of the cliff right now. This was just as bizarre as the time he was in the city and was nearly hit by the car and felt the invisible hand push him across. Did the same thing happen again? Was there a higher power watching over him? Why him? Was he meant for something greater in life and some higher power wanted to keep him alive? Clearly nothing in the world of science could explain what was happening. But why was it happening? His head was spinning with a million thoughts. As much as he wanted to question what just happened, he had to move on. He needed to find his friends. Were their lives just as in danger? We’re they experiencing bizarre moments like he was? Maybe they could explain what happened to him at deaf man’s cliff and where the men in black disappeared to?
He knew he had to make it over to hole in the tree. Hopefully his friends would be there waiting. However, he would play it smart and not run as fast. The last thing he wanted was to fall again. Whatever saved him the first time may not be there for him again.
He started moving through the forest, looking for a way out. Moving around the trees and ducking under the branches. Trying to be as quiet as possible. The whole time he kept a look out for the men in black. They just might be behind a tree waiting to grab him as he ran by.
Bobby stayed low in the alleyway and looked at his watch. He wanted to know how long he had been hiding. It felt like forever. There was no sign of the black cars anywhere, but then again they could’ve been hiding at the top of the alleyway just waiting for him to come out. He needed to move, to find the other guys. They were out there somewhere in need of his help. He had to take the risk; he stood up slowly and started making his way to the top of the alleyway, listening for any sudden movements. Any sign of the black car waiting to pounce on him. Who knows what weapons these men carried. When he reached the top of the dark alleyway he peaked out and gradually looked around. All was quiet. Maybe the men in black truly did give up and leave.
He started walking down the sidewalk in the darkness glancing over his shoulder ever few seconds. Every little movement made him jump. He wanted to
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