I ran on all fours as fast as my body could handle and more, the cat was hightailing behind. It wants me dead. All I could do was run, the gap in strength between us was far too big.
Its also alot faster than me, so I can't just run either. I need to come up with something and fast. In my sprint I came across a bush and jump into it. The hide and seek was about to start and I resolved myself.
The sound I make with each step should be nearly inaudible. If it could hear my footsteps it could probably hear my heartbeat as well. I tried hard to run into different hiding spots to lose it but to no avail. Maybe it could really hear my heartbeat.
I remember the first time I met the cat, I was hiding in some crack hole in a wall. It woke me up from my drunk sleep. I don't know how loud my heart was beating in my sleep but it still found me. Even now the farm is not quite, there are insects and the farmers working there field, birds chirping and alot more that should hide the sound I make. Yet without fail the cat keeps finding me.
I realise it then that it was not sound but smell that the cat was using to track me. And there was nothing on this damn farm I could use to hide my smell, with the exception of maybe the chicken shit but I'm not doing that.
There really wasn't anywhere I could call a safe place out in the open. I somehow managed to barely avoid direct contact with the cat because it wasn't really trying to hide it's presence like I do. The constant meowing and the sound of its body passing through the bush gave way to its location.
When the sound got near, the cat was close, because of the sound I managed to escape it a few times. But it got closer and closer to catching me every damn time. I can't continue this hide and seek game with it, it's rigged in the cat's favour and if I lose once I'm dead.
As a response to my dire situation my brain frantically search for a solution, being chase out in the open like this is way more heart pounding than any situation I've ever been in. The chase started around seven minutes ago but it like I'm doing a week worth of work in that few minutes.
My brain came up with a reckless and outright suicidal solution to my cat problem. I hated every part of it and would like to avoid it if at all possible but there really wasn't any other thing I could think of. Desperate situation calls for desperate solution.
I sprinted my way towards one of the crops field, the cat seeing me out of the bush happily followed along. It's sniffers was really good at sniffing any kind of scent, but smell is something that can easily be influenced by the wind and it can take quite a while for the scent to reach the nose. With the eye there was no such problems and right now I could feel its gaze upon my body.
It would have send shivers down my spine if I wasn't already so tense form the situation at paw. It was catching up to me way too quickly, there was no way of getting to the terrace. Atleast not directly, I quickly jumped into another bush. The grass on this bush was different from before, while the one prior was quite thick, this one was spaced nicely, not uniformly off course, the grass here was thicker but with gaps I could easily go through, while it was a major nuisance for the cat. Not small enough to go through the gaps like I do and not big enough it could walk over it.
I was quite lucky the bush was here. But the plan had not been changed, I still went for the creeper plant with the wierd blue eggplant hanging form it. The bush doesn't directly led to it so I had to take quite the detour. The cat not willing let me escape was still hot on my heels, worst was it was getting used to the bush and was getting used to the obstacles. I was still faster on this bushes but I couldn't really see where I was going so I had to stop and observe every now and then to prevent getting lost in this bushes.
Finally I reached my destination. Creeper plants are really weak and could not support their weight on their own, some farmers including the ones here often put a support for it in the form of sticks and strings. The plant would than climb around this supports as they grow, often in messy helical loops.
The spacing between the plants was big enough for the cat to walk thought, still it was perfect for the plan. I couldn't see it from afar but lucky me the plants have sharp thorns everywhere, though it was quite unlikely to be sharp enough to pierce the cat's skin. But it doesn't matter, it was not apart of my plan just a bonus.
I lured the cat further in, the field was quite large, roughly thirty metres square. It was especially large for a rat my size. When I reach the middle I stopped.
The cat looked at me quite surprised, it did not expect that from me. This was a death trap, only one of us would get out from. I am surprised by myself so I don't blame it.
Truth is I'm a coward, I know I only have one way out of this and I know I don't have the courage to actually do it if there really were no other choice. So I'm putting myself in a situation from which I have no escape from unless I go on with my crazy plan. I never have this kind of behaviour as a human and truth is I really don't want to live a life of hiding, being a rat is hard enough for me I don't need the life of a prey, yet still I hope this recklessness doesn't stick.
There is no running away this time, the gap between the plants is too big for it to become an obstacle for the cat, if I run it will catch up to me in no time and I don't have the climbing prowess to escape from the cat's agility.
A cornered rat will fight back. Now I'm the cornered rat and now I'll fight.