The command that ripped from Sunshine's throat was obeyed faithfully without asking any questions. And this was because she was also running, racing like the devil was on her tail.
"Faster!" Major Elio urged those that were slowing down.
Out of fear, they kept looking back, waiting to see something pouncing out of the shadows like an invisible hand.
Their hearts were pounding louder than a helicopter rotor slicing through fog. Military boots slammed against the snow dusted ground, no one cared about what they stepped on. The night became a blur of heavy breaths.
One man stumbled, falling to the ground. Terror had gnawed at him so much that he started screaming and slapping at the air like something was attacking him.
For a moment, it looked like the others might stop, but survival instincts overrode pity. A few faces hardened, jaws clenched, with their eyes forward. They didn't dare to look back.
