The trees could get extremely dangerous in this weather, she noted. A large branch rocked on the ground where it had fallen from above. Her peripheral vision caught something to the right instead and her heart jumped. Was that something over there to the left? She watched closely. Despite the strong winds howling around her, she stood motionless and scanned the hill below for any movement. Breathing heavily, she peeked around the trunk. Sam made a sudden turn and hid behind a large tree. Any tracks would be wiped out immediately and she would be impossible to find. She knew that anyone chasing her could simply follow her footprints, but it looked like conditions could escalate to a total whiteout. Her boot fell through a soft patch and she sank down into the snow to her knee. This was a matter of life and death where every second counted. With the heavy snowfall, it would be difficult to navigate in this weather, but Sam knew exactly where she was going. Grabbing a low-hanging branch, she propped herself against a tree for a few seconds, sucking in deep lungfuls of cold, damp air, while her heart thudded inside her chest. Her calves burned like they had been set on fire. As she climbed higher up the mountain, her legs grew heavier and her breath shorter. She leaned forward and increased her pace. She suspected that she had escaped without being spotted, but she couldn’t be sure. Samantha Shepherd checked over her shoulder.
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