Roman did not wait for the car to come to a complete halt before he flung the door open and jumped out, his boots hitting the ground with a heavy and urgent thud.
His body surged forward instinctively, driven by a primal force, his eyes already locked on the familiar terrain of the park that gradually blended into the dense, shadowy forest ahead.
There was no pause, no hesitation, no second-guessing. His instincts screamed louder than any rational thought or strategy, and that was all the motivation he needed to propel himself into the heart of the thicket.
Leaves and twigs cracked and crunched beneath his boots as he barreled through the undergrowth, moving like a force of nature. Each step was driven by a potent mix of adrenaline and a growing dread that coiled like a serpent in his gut.