Before it all started, there were hundreds and thousands of copies trying to get out of the Owlet. But they were no more than shadows disappearing from the first rays of the sun. Should we talk about their motivation?
When you have tried everything that is available in the camp, you start to keep afloat only one thought - " is there a way out of here?". Now, one of those shadows has gotten so far that it can already smell freedom. It remains to be seen whether it will disappear when the sun is at its zenith.