Run for the door
You run and run and run. At last, you can run no more. Panting and
gasping for breath, you collapse in a heap by a babbling brook.
A fish swims by soon after, but you don't see it. Even whe it leaps
high out of the water to catch a bird that was flying overhead, you
don't see the fish.
Why don't you see the flying fish?
You run for the door. You've forgotten all about Kerrie.
