I've been walking for approximately an hour, again with the guessing, and I'm still searching and poking at my mind to release more information but to no avail. My breathing is heavy and with each step my muscles cramp up as the cold clutch to my body, but I'm finally out of that horrid dark cave.

The moon is high in the sky and I can only speculate that it must be around midnight. I scramble up the side of the hill making my way back to the hole I fell in. I hope that I can make out my trail and follow it back to where I started running. Maybe I should just rest for a while it's still to dark and my body is exhausted. I slump down the side of a big tree and immediately the darkness swallows me.

I'm woken up by the birds flapping and chirping in the branches above me, the sun rays just touching the top of the trees. I rest my head against the bark and immediately a memory pops up. We were in a car crash; a big truck drove in to the side of the car ramming us into a brook almost flipping the car on its roof. Almost immediately the driver opens fire. "Maura get out! Move!" Jane is pushing my out of the broken windshield. "Stay low" the bullets are raining around us and I see the tree trunks splinter in front of us as the bullets hit them. Suddenly it stops, I here Jane behind me her breathing is heavy and labored "his reloading, run" we made it to the tree line and Jane pushes me against a tree with her body. Her gun focused in the direction of our attacker. I can hear him running towards us. He hasn't spotted us yet. Time slows down and panic claws at my throat as I feel warm liquid ooze through my shirt and skirt. Jane is pressed up against my body breathing against my neck. I can feel her heart beating against mine. I gently touch her side just above the hip bone; she shudders at my touch but keeps her gun steady waiting for a clean shot. The realization that the blood is Jane's pushes me back into the present.

I manage to pick up my trail after finding the hole in the ground. It is evident that I ran my lungs out as I pass broken branches and footprints on the forest bed. I smell blood, Jane collapsed here. A pool of blood is being soaked up by the ground and I can make out drag marks. A few feet further I find the tree we hid behind and I can see a body just beyond that

I rest against the tree trying to remember. Bang! Bang! Bang! She fired three shots. My ears are ringing but my hand is glued to her side putting pressure on the wound. She collapses against me putting her right hand against the tree next to my head and her left dropping to her side. My arm snake around her waist as I take her weight and we slide down the trunk. "the bullet just crazed my side." "No Jane it passed through your side." I pray the gun out of her hand. We sit like that for a few minutes catching our breath. I examine her wound but it looks like it only tore the tissue taking some muscle with it.