Wailing Of The Sirens
Walter went to the back of the bus and positioned himself right beside the emergency exit. He said, “As we slowed down for a stop, I swung open the back door — and I was gone,” he had done it.
Tactical Change
Walter quickly stripped off his prison garments before running deeper into the forest, the wail of the sirens getting more and more distant. He kept running and moving as his adrenaline had kicked in and he knew this was his best bet.