I don't see the description of the man...

But before I can get a good look, the window of my car gets hit. I turn my head towards the impact and briefly I see a good sized hole with crack origating from it. Before I can turn to look at the figure again, the rear windshield of the car shatters in a ear shattering sound. By instinct, I duck down. And good riddance too. If I didn't, a bullet would have struck my temple and killed me. By ducking down, the bullet that would have hit me hits the front windshield from the inside.

A couple shot are taken but I narrowly avoid them. Stupid of me to duck in front of the car but to look again to see my attacker. I could only see the silhouette of a man in a tight-looking suit and a rifle in his right hand. I know he can see me when he takes his rifle and aims towards me. I run out to the wilderness near the road and into the forest.

I know when going into the wilderness that I have to have my hands out in front of me to feel my way through the brush. A few minutes later, I can dimly see the light focusing and the environment around dimly becomes clear. I know that my attacker will try to follow me and gun me down. I can only hear the whoosing sound of each round striking the leaves and trees.

I know that I am running perpendicular to the road now and I know that I was going west on the highway. I been running in this wilderness for thirty minutes now. I can feel the fatigue coarsing through my body now. I think it's time to check my bearing now. To the north of me is another highway, and the east and west is more wilderness.