I always wondered why the people who ran away from the killer would never seem to get away from him, even though he was following behind them at a relaxed stroll. Unless they were running against a really fast-moving airport conveyor belt.

And we did! I rather miss them. You said much earlier on that the British seemed to love to fictionalize them, and indeed, this is yet another of the shows in which you could "die" (in this case, to be resurrected a few minutes later by having the others visit an ethereal smoke-filled floor to rescue you).