Shift focus to NATALYA, who is sitting behind a tree with both hands over her mouth. She stares
forward in terror. Behind her, she can hear CHUBUKOV’s footsteps grow distant. She glances
around the tree and sees nothing. She glances around the other side. She sees nothing. She
removes her hands from her mouth and slowly stands. Cautiously, she moves from tree to tree,
keeping herself hidden from where she imagines CHUBUKOV to be.