Run: Day 17

Word Count: 102,131

Summary of Events:

Ty and DaNiel set out on foot to a bus station, from whence DaNiel had decided they would take a bus to Seattle. Ty, however, wanted to fly instead, and so picked pockets along the way to collect enough money so they could; unfortunately he grabbed a wallet that was chained to its owner and was discovered, thus he and DaNiel fled, eventually ending up in some woods where they argued and fought before separating, both having heard the sounds of dogs and running in different directions. Ty was pursued and knocked down by a dog, who turned out to be a police dog, but the officers apologised for the dog's actions and warned him to leave the woods so he didn't get hurt by the dangerous fugitive they were pursuing . . .

Excerpt of the Day:

Ty nodded, picking himself up somewhat wearily, hoping the officers couldn’t see that he was shaking with fear that they were going to suddenly realise he was an escapee who was charged with theft in Nebraska.

The officers bid him farewell and turned back to continue on their manhunt, although the dog whined as if she knew that he was the one who’d left all that money behind that, now, he wasn’t going to be able to collect because the police might see him do it, or this fugitive they were after might attack him for it.

He hated to think he’d left donations for a fugitive; especially $500, that would give the fugitive money enough to get pretty far.

Nonetheless, he walked onward through the trees until he found a road, just like the officers had said.

After checking for traffic both ways, he crossed the road and headed north, following a curve that took him onto a bridge that looked like the Golden Gate bridge, except that it was Statue-of-Liberty green.

Once he’d crossed the bridge he kept walking, jostling people he encountered on the sidewalks somewhat irregularly.

He decided to follow the widest, busiest looking road, which took him on a right hand curve to the southeast before taking a sharp left northeast and eventually curving around to bring him in more of a southwesterly direction again.

All along the way he jostled people, doing his best to hit the people who looked like they had the most money — as a lot of the people he was passing by actually looked lesser off than he’d expected — while also keeping his eyes peeled for a bank or an ATM where he could glean some more money off of debit cards.

Eventually Ty decided it wasn’t really worth fussing about finding a bank and started emptying and discarding wallets as he continued along the street across a railroad track and around a gentle curve that, after a ways, actually did bring him to a bank.

Since he hadn’t thrown out all of the wallets he went into the bank and hacked into a few cards, but he found it surprisingly challenging; indeed, he only succeeded in hacking into barely a quarter of the cards, the rest he used up all his tries before he was blocked out of them.

A short ways beyond the bank Ty found a familiar fast food chain and elected to stop in for a snack.

First, however, he ducked into the bathroom and checked how much money he had earned since he’d left the bush.

Thanks to the bank cards he’d been able to hack, he had well over $200, which was what DaNiel had said it cost for one person to fly to Seattle.

Satisfied that he had enough, Ty decided he could justify the expense of eating at the restaurant and headed out of the bathroom to order.