Oh God please no! I can't anymore!
But, he has no power to stop it, and it can only be the result of God's twisted will anyway. As soon as his ears pricked at the dogs' barking his legs were pumping again. Flight is all he is. He is the jackalope.
"That's it!" shouts the dogs' master in idiot joy. "I swear I saw it! There it is! That's really it!"
The hunt is ending; the chase is on. The dogs would drop dead of exhaustion before it was over. But maybe, just maybe, that man will yet find a way... to catch him.
If his desire is as strong as mine. Oh God... I have no more.
And the jackalope runs. And the dogs chase. And it is the most thrilling moment of the doomed man's life.