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We resumed our flight, stumbling over gopher holes and around bushes as best we could. Before long, the bike’s engine sliced the clear night air, the ominous metallic noise searing my adrenaline-addled mind. The headlight was much closer this time, and I gasped when it swung over us. It was still far enough away that I could hold out hope that we may not have been seen, but the reflective strips on my gear gave me pause.
Even more disheartening was my realization that the bike was leaving the horse station by a different route than it had arrived. It was tracking almost straight towards us, and was clearly not on the main road, judging by the way the headlight slammed up and down. Those custom blue running lights popped into view, confirming my fear: the pursuit was officially off-road.
