It was a long way from PLACE , he could feel it, the ADVERB passage of time the only indicator of how far he had gone. He wasn't the only child in the back of the VEHICLE , NUMBER other children were huddled up next to him. It was WEATHER DESCRIPTOR outside and all he had was the clothes on his back along with a ADJECTIVE blanket to shield him from the weather, so the warmth of the other bodies helped in every way they could.
Bodies. They weren't alive, were they? It'd been TIME , possibly even days. He couldn't tell anymore. But he could tell the bodies surrounding him were getting colder and stiff. He took their clothing to VERB on top of his own, trying his best to VERB . His goal was to travel back to his PLURAL NOUN once he was dropped off.
He didn't understand exactly where he was going nor why he was, but he knew enough. He was nothing more than a MYTHICAL CREATURE to DOANH, cursed to harm those around him, and like all ANIMAL with monstrous genes, he was taken outside of the ADJECTIVE borders of DOANH territory.
