Meg is one of those who is just simply filled with energy.
Unfocused and uncontrollable energy that had to come out. As a kid it came through rowdiness and rebellion.
Someone had to focus Meg before something went terribly wrong.
Fortunately, someone did. She started to run.
Maybe from something undefined that fueled her energy. So to run equaled life.
But to run now might attract those beings that crave the pain of others.
But as she runs from something, instead of towards it, she understands something.
She understands that speed is not of the essence. It’s reaching that finish line. Rather last but still breathing.
She deludes whatever is out there as she glides through obstacles and fear, thus managing to stay alive.