A figure fled from the plane toward the parked automobile.

The two figures fled and have not been found.

The sun was setting; against a lurid red sky the two black figures fled.

The three figures fled into the dark shadows of the trail, into the night.

The two figures separated anti the tall one fled past him to the door.

The figure stopped abruptly, recoiled, and fled back around the building.

Someone in the crowd gasped as a figure fled from its ranks and burst into the tower.

In the months that elapsed, several figures involved in the temple fund-raising fled the country.

The boys went racing toward it, but the ghostly figure detected their approach and fled.

The one figure, female, turned at his voice, uttered a gasp, and fled through the rear doorway.