Blue Grey Tentacles was small and couldn’t easily keep up the same pace as the adults. He felt sure he could hear them whispering about how he had upset a whole planet. Were they pushing him because the place was crowded? Were they pushing him on purpose? A brown tentacle nudged him. “Try to keep up or it will be the worse for you.” Blue Grey recoiled. “Just shift your rotten tentacles and leave me alone!” “Look, I’m trying to help, they always pick on me because I’m older than the rest.” The prisoner with the brown tentacles moved a bit away keeping just close enough so the youngster noticed him. Both struggled to keep up with the young adults as far as they could. Two guards kept their eyes on the prisoners.