Vox Mentis

THE JIG IS UP DRIVE DRIVE DRIVE

RUNNNNN

Radar is faster than cars. While you need to drive past them now, your goal isn't to beat the cops in a high speed chase, but to find a way to escape their sight. Use it to get into an area where you can break their line of sight, then ditch the car and try to escape on foot, either into a dense wilderness or a building with multiple entrances, whichever you judge more likely to succeed.

Well, you fucked yourself.

Dissolve into self-hatred.

Well, shit. You floor the gas pedal and rocket towards the police blockade. You have no idea if this is going to work. You've fucked yourself, hard. You probably should have just done what Eliot said.

You slam in to the rows of police cars, causing cops to dive out of the way and more than one to be pinned between their vehicles. Your air bag deploys. You slam into it. Then darkness.

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The sound of a blaring car horn accompanies your fade back into reality. Six dull thuds, like a hammer, or maybe gunshots, punctuate your haze. You catch a glimpse of a familiar beige coat moving past your shattered window in brisk strides.