A.N: Sorry this chapter took so long to come out, I had been ill with a sickness bug and I couldn't leave my bedroom. (Computer is in my parent's room) Also again I'm sorry for the lack of dialogue in this chapter but I promise there will be more speaking and will return back to Adam's P.O.V. Please enjoy this chapter!

Happy readings!

-Finding the Fallen-

Anna had managed to control the worst of her sobs into little hicks of tears, she had to get out of there alive, she refused to sit in that disgusting room and bleed to death, still a little woozy from the blood she had, she got to her feet and headed out of the door following the path that the sinister look doll had led before her. There were dim lights that flickered over head as she treaded through the damp hallways of the godforsaken building that held her, she tried every door she passed but to no prevail, they were all locked or either just led to more empty rooms. As she continued down the hall way she came across a very different looking door, it was large as it touched the floor and the ceiling of the building, almost like it would lead out of a warehouse, "perhaps this was the exit…" She placed both hands on the end of the large door and pushed it, it was heavier than it looked and the wounds on her wrists it didn't make it any easier for her. She had managed to slide the door open despite the pain in her arms. To Anna's disappointment it was not the exit, but another room, but this was larger than any of the others she had seen. She tried to adjust her eyes to the dark, almost gagging at the waft of what smelt like rotting flesh that filled the air around her, unsure about going in any further she hesitated but stepped in nonetheless. Going to the side of the room she looked around for a light switch. "Ahah!" she had found something promising, she flicked the switch and as she did panel lights began to appear beaming on one after the other nearly blinding Anna as the room was illuminated.

The lights had revealed a ghastly bathroom, lying under layers of grime and dirt, it looked prehistoric. Taking a few more steps in Anna couldn't believe what she saw next, to figures, she assumed both were male, one was lying on the floor his face crusted over with blood and his body was lifeless, Anna knew this man had been long dead, looking at the second figure, it was a young man, he was in a sitting position with his head slumped forward, he had short brown hair, his white shirt was smeared with blood and his jeans were covered in dust and grime, but she couldn't tell if he was dead or not. Hesitantly she walked over to him and placed her hand just beneath his nose as she did she felt a very small amount of air brush against her hand, he was alive. She felt a ping of sympathy for this man, it was cold, disgusting and smelt terrible in this room, she couldn't really tell how long he'd been in here but any time spent in this room must be hell. Trying to help him up she felt a tug on his leg, looking down she saw that he was shackled to a large pipe "Shit!" Cursing, she had to figure out a way to free him; shaking the man she tried to wake him. "Hey, hey wake up, please" She said in a coarse whisper. As she spoke he stirred slightly mumbling something, his head was rolling around on his shoulders. Gazing at him she placed her head closer to his trying to listen more attentively to what he was saying.

"K-key..." His head swung slightly, almost like a rag doll. "The…bath tub…bath…" He slumped over back to the position he was in, his falling to a state unconsciousness once more.

"A key of course!" Anna thought to herself, remembering the key she had to reach to release herself earlier. Getting up she rushed over to the tub, she still had blood dripping slightly from her face which she whipped it away with her sleeve. As she searched she couldn't see anything remotely like a key, feeling despair in the pit of her stomach she feared she might have to leave him behind. Until suddenly something caught her eye, it was in the plughole, there was a slight light blue glow just at the bottom as she peered in. "Maybe that could be…" She wondered, Anna looked at her hand and compared it to the size of the plughole, all her life she had cursed her petite hands but right now she was thanking them more than anything, folding her hand she began to slide it down the hole, although it was a tight fit and the sides of the tube pulled and rubbed against the cuts on her wrists it wasn't overly difficult. Suddenly she felt something, almost like a tiny chain or a loop of something, hooking it around one of her fingers she pulled her hand back up through the tube, and before her eyes a little key attached to a tiny blue keychain-flashlight lay in her hands. "Yes!" She exclaimed, as a small surge of joy pulsed through her, rushing back to the unconscious man she took hold of the padlock attached to the shackle binding his foot and placed the key into the lock, a perfect fit, unlocking it and removing the shackling it revealed a large amount of bruising and friction wounds, she frowned thinking of how painful it must have been to have that constant pain. Anna grabbed his arm and put him around her shoulders, she couldn't tell if he was heavy or if she was just tired, but regardless she heaved him up and made her way to the door.

Coming towards the end of the corridor this man was getting heavy on her shoulders, Anna was starting to have second thoughts about saving him, it would have just been easier to have gotten up and saved herself, but she shook these thoughts from her head. She was just put through the most painful experience of her life because she did not cherish life, "I guess these life lessons really do work…" Anna stared at the door in front of her; this door had to be it, readjusting the man on her shoulders she reached for the handle and pushed the door open, and the most beautiful feeling came over her, a cool breeze brushed through her hair and past her cheeks.

They were out.