But the instinct to survive urged her to continue running. She knew that as long as she ran, there was hope for survival, and that the two men had no way to go, no way to know what they were doing, no way to know who they had offended or how they were doing, no way to know why they would grasp themselves. She could not think about these now.

"Big beard, where are you going? I'm going here. Let's split up and see where she can run." The Cap said to the beard, and the beard nodded and agreed, so the two men separated. One went to the other...