Chapter 11
They all ran. Salty was the first one to bolt. He wasn’t a good runner, so when Aniko followed suit, pulling Marigold behind her, she quickly surpassed him. Spoons was the last to go, barely escaping the fumbling hands of the meat-puppets that coasted silently behind them. Aniko didn’t know what to think. She couldn’t, really. Her tired mind was too overwhelmed to process anything she just saw, to make any sort of connection. All that was in her mind…