They were running, they weren’t sure what they were running from but they were certainly on the run. Don’t assume ‘on the run’ is running from some shit they fucked up, no this isn’t the case (seriously don’t start twisting my words for your indulgence of drama.) Anyway they weren’t only running they were chasing. Chasing what? This they didn’t know either. The unknown spurred their journey. They didn’t know where they came from or where they were going but they breathed on the thought of the opportunities, the theories and the unknown.