Claire's POV
I feel like I'm floating into a vast aray of nothing. Well execpt for the costant hum of those scearming siernes and the puslating pain of my every heart beat. I can't fight against the weight of the sounds around me. The pressure makes me want to shatter into nothing. Suddenly, the sound of scearming tires rips through my conicous mind. Something is beeping eractily in the background. The next thing I hear is beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. Kinda like some one just flat lined. The shrill sound continues. Panic sets in as I realize I have no idea where I am or who brought me here. Before anything can register in my mind I feel something pulling at my body. The motion of the pull causes a sharp twist of pain. Nause ripples through my body as I slip away.
Shane's POV
I wake up in a hosptal room surrounded by the pale and grim faces of Micheal and Eve. A slow tear runs down Eve's face. She has a look of horror that I will never forget. I look around the room in a frenized panic. Why isn't Claire here? As I sit up my ribs ache in protest.
"Where is Claire at? Why isn't she here Micheal?" The question comes out in a thoraty whisper. I feel tears start to slip down my face. I think I know the answer. She died in the crash. It is written on their faces: the despair, pain, and pity. I become inraged, how dare they have pity for me. They can see my pain and anger, I know it.
"It is not what you think, Shane. It is porbably worse. The paramedicts didn't find Claire's body. They said it was like she disapered into thin air. They found a trail of blood leading from the ambulance. Amelie thinks someone has kiddnapped Claire. The only problem was there were no clues besides that trail of blood.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! No this isn't happening! You're lying to me! Please tell me this is just some sick prank!" I cry out in desperate sobs. I find it harder to breathe the more I think about Claire missing. A nurse comes in and injects with a seditive. I feel calmness seep through my veins. Wearyness take hold and dispite my resistance, I fall fast into a dream state full of pain.
Eve"s POV
Poor Shane. He completely lost it. I hope Claire is alright. Micheal and I have to be strong for Shane. I have never seen him look so broken, lost, every shred of hope gone from his face.
