He strained to look up through the sunlight that pierced his gaze. There it was, or rather there THEY were. He couldn’t see them but he could feel them, each and every one. He followed the contrails that were taking them away. Away from what, he wasn’t sure, but at least it was away from here. Away from this gravity that seemingly thickened with each passing second.

Resentment.. that was it.. he resented them. He made no qualms of the fact, quite to the contrary, he prided himself of his distaste for them. After all, THEY where the ones who could escape.