They ran and ran for what seemed to be an hour. Ethan could walk but running was still too hard for him unassisted so Ava had to support his weight. Anastasia often forgot that they were behind her and ran a good while before she realised and tracked back to them. She couldn’t stand in one place even to wait for Ava and Ethan so she ran around the corners and buildings, down the alleys and small roads, into houses and out again. There were no greys anywhere, Anastasia assumed that they were moving to join in with the giant herd. She had observed that greys tended to head for herds, as if they called to each other with their screeching or something. She took as few breaks as she could, only stopping to catch her breath and again resuming her running. It was hard to navigate through the da

