Rainsford has awoken on the third day's morning and has heard a sound. "It was the baying of a pack of hounds." Quickly, Rainsford climbed down the tree and began to run.
As Rainsford runs, he hears the hounds gradually getting closer. Rainsford climbs a tree to see how close the hounds were. "Straining his eyes, he saw the lean figure of General Zaroff; just ahead of him Rainsford made out another figure..."
Seeing Zaroff close in like a wolf stalking it's prey, Rainsford knew he had to think fast. "He thought of a native trick he had learned in Uganda...He caught hold of a springy young sapling and to it he fastened his hunting knife, with the blade pointing down the trail; with a bit of wild graopevine he tied back the sapling. Then he ran for his life."
As Rainford ran, he heard the sound of the snarling hounds stop. He knew they had reached the knife. Rainsford climbed a tree and "he saw in the shallow valley that General Zaroff was still on his feet. But Ivan was not." After seeing the giant dead, Rainsford began, once again, to run.
Rainsford ran as the baying of the hounds was just as loud as before. He dashed through a break in the trees and found himself in a clearing on top of a cliff. "Twenty feet below him the sea rumbled and hissed. Rainsford hesitated."
Rainsford stopped at the top of the cliff; the raging sea beneath him. "He heard the hounds. Then he leaped far out into the sea...."