Ramon hadn't got too far into the woods before he heard the sound of a door opening. He looks back through the trees and isn't sure, but thinks there's a bit of light showing...and then it's gone. Or maybe wasn't there at all.

A few more steps and for a moment, he thinks he heard voices carrying through the still night air...but again, isn't sure. Maybe it's just paranoia.

Still, he steps up his pace and heads for the deep parts of the forest, off the trails. The further away the better and if he's out of the range of hearing gunshots, he can claim cluelessness to the entire situation.

It's not quite a run. But is a noticeably faster walk than before.