You run, faster than you've ever run before, knowing that one step from either of those goons is more than enough to cover a full minute of your best sprinting. Your only real hope is that they don't notice you, since you couldn't possibly hope to outdistance them.
Still, passing through a gap in the wire-link fence blocking one end of the alley is an advantage of your new size, as the structure should prove quite an obstacle to two regular-sized people.
Once out into the sunlight of the Venetian streets, you look around for something, anything, to give an indication of a direction to go. Houses line your view, soaring to impossible heights, and the road is deserted.
A screeching, roaring thunder pervades your senses, and as you grind your eyes shut and cover your ears it stops. Looking around again, you see that you are in the shadow of something. And casting your gaze upwards shows that something to be a motorbike or scooter, its front wheel bigger than the London Eye.
A foot topples from the heavens, clad in a stylish black leather woman's boot, thundding to the ground inches from you and indicating that the rider intends to stop here. When no further dismount occurs, you conclude that this woman must be waiting for something, and allow yourself to look up the expanse of her leather-clad leg. Not bad.
Maybe you should tag along with her, hitching a ride on something fast enough to get you well away from here. But you don't know why she's here; she may even be in cahoots with the two men even now searching for you! You could observe for a while just to see if this is true or not, but wasting such time may allow her to drive off and leave you behind if she is innocent.
Perhaps you should ignore her entirely, and go looking elsewhere.
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