She knew a place close enough to bike to from her house. She started off, down her neighborhood like always. When she hit the street though, she knew something was up.
Everyone was after her.
She quickened her speed and got as far as she could, trying her best to avoid the road, where she new she was an easy target against motor vehicles. The people had sharp eyes, blank stares with no positive emotion. They stared at her, as though to shoot her with their eyes. She moved faster.
About half way to her destination, she was stopped at a place she couldn't take a bike, but it was her only way to get there. She debated on going back... But decided against it. She was so close, she can make it. She'd already come this far. It was her mission.
She got off and ran the bike through the area, and then continued on.
She was biking at a normal pace, keeping an eye out for those hunting her down, when she spotted two of her persecutors coming close. She biked at full speed to avoid the two on foot, who were plotting a way to capture her to be rid of her, but she sped off just in time.
She was about to arrive at her destination, but directly in front of it, was a trap. A thousand people out to get her drove around her in cars and trucks, some getting out to make a dash to catch her. She had to move quick. She turned her bike around and sped through behind the place, and as fast as she could, ditched her bike and jumped into the safety of her destination.
Feeling safe now, she caught her breath and watched her persecutors walk and drive away outside the walls of the place. She cooly walked up to the register, and ordered a coffee. She wondered at the people passing outside, if they'd try to steal her means of transportation. They didn't.
She drank her coffee, feeling rewarded for what she'd just gone through, and sat down to relax. She people watched, feeling alright about the world, listened.
When she finished her drink, she set out into the cold again, grabbed her bike, and started off again. In her new relaxed state, she traveled at a normal pace. That is, until she saw her persecutors chasing after her in a car.
She sped off at full speed.
