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Your heavy breaths fill the night air as you stumble through the corn field. You just saw her right behind you… where did she go? You stop to catch your breath and look around… then you spot her. She is standing menacingly with a butcher knife in hand about 20 feet away. “Well lookie who thinks they can hide from me in MY field!” She chuckles darkly. You can make out the main farmhouse to the north, with a barn and grain silo adjacent to it to your northwest. What’s your next move?