I can tell immediately that it's a man by the muscled arms and the strength he has. After a few kicks to his shin, and a couple of punches to his face, it finally sinks in that he's calling me by name and begging me to calm down. Finally, I recognize his voice. “Nick!” “Canada, I'm sorry! I got back here as fast as I could. Amy wouldn't stop. I think she just freaked out, though. I really don't think she meant to throw you off and leave you.” I let out a “Ha!” then, “I don't even care about that shit right now. Nick, Jake and Paul are here!” I hear Nick suck in a sharp breath before saying, “Here? They're here? Did they see you? Are you alright?” I feel his hands run along my arms and when they near my chest, I grab hold of his wrists to stop them, and say, “They don't know I'm here and I'm fine. The couple who lives here helped me escape. I have a key to a Chevy, so let's find it and get the hell out of here.” My eyes are starting to adjust to the darkness of the garage and I can make out a car and a truck.
