by James Vernon about 8 years ago
Green. Indubitably so. A vast expanse if it, spreading out to the horizon. Different shades breaking it up into sections. Lush, vibrant, light squares surrounded by dark borders.
I started running. Tearing through the blissful countryside, wind passing through my hair. I was free at last. Free to do anything I wanted.
I vaulted over a hedge, the chains on my feet ploughing the top. Faint sounds of barking came from far behind me. They were coming for me. Gotta go faster.
I found a road, hopped a fence over onto it and headed down the side, keeping my head down. I didn't get far, though.
Blazing sirens tore down the road towards me, and skidded to a halt. A man in blue stepped out of the car and pointed a gun at me.
"This is the Police! Put your hands in the air!"