"I ran," she noted simply. "That is not holding one off, but merely being faster and willing to keep going," she admitted quietly. And rarely eat, never sleep properly, etc.

Why she wasn't sure, not that she really had a driving reason to live, but such was reality.

"And in the end I was caught. There was no escape I could see at all, I vowed to face my death as a women, then fell upon rocks as the weapon was raising."