My cat in the night

My cat, a brown and white female Maine coon is sitting on a rail, in the night. She knows that I plan on grabbing her and taking her inside. She jumps off the other side of the rail, which looks to be a long fall. The sky is dark, as it is nighttime, and the hill slopes down at about a 45 degree angle. Somehow, she lands safely, and runs down the hill. I run after her. There is a path down the hill that levels out behind what look like town homes, that back up to the trail or path. At the bottom, the trail becomes a paved sidewalk. I start looking around for where my cat went. I hesitate to call, given that people might be asleep.