But this is not the people. Not thinking and sentient beings. Not because of some tentacles and membranous wings. And because ... No, it is impossible to express. They emit a horror. Having taken home, they expel the fugitives on the streets, driving them into the herd. No doubt they, or someone that is looking for ... They are deathly pale faces with sunset pupils lean close, considering the person of prisoners. In this crowd were astronauts, space explorers in handcuffs, women, children and old people. Horrible scene played out: flight insignia frustrated and trampled, butts fell upon the face covered with blood ...