The air was damp and cool as a light drizzle of rain started falling from the sky Sam started to come around realizing he was laying down in something wet and cold. His vision was still fuzzy making everything one big blur, Sam wondered if having a pounding sensation in your head and blurred vision is what it felt like after having one too many drinks. But he could only guess from the nights he watched his father come home drunk and couldn't tell the difference if he was home or on the base his soldiering skills would come out and treat Sam as if he was one. Disrupting Sam's thoughts he heard something crashing through the trees looking up that's when he saw a tall fuzzy shadowy figure making its way towards him. His instinct to run kicked in ignoring the pain in his left leg Sam hobbled up out of the creek bed only running a few steps before stepping on a wet rocked that slipped out from his foot now finding himself face down in the water.

"Easy son my name is Ed Lane I'm with the Strategic Response Unit." was all Sam heard between his head pounding and all the other commotion going on around him. Sam didn't make a second attempt at running he was to sore and cold to care anymore as Ed came closer he could hear the sounds of his boot grinding in the rocks which didn't make his head feel any better before feeling a hand place on his back. Thinking back on another thing Sam's father taught him was always resist capture no matter what shape you were in. He could still feel Ed's hand and the sound of his voice although nothing he said made sense. In one finale attempt to get away from this Ed person Sam put all what he had left for strength and managed to stand without falling over. Looking around quickly Sam thought the easiest way in his condition was to make a run for it down stream knowing were the creek dropped off over the next hill there was a small hollow out underneath the water fall making a perfect hiding spot.

Ed was a little shocked when Sam got up for a second time thinking the kid had nothing left he darted off running with a limp that's when he noticed the blood running down his leg. Getting up from his kneeling position he radioed for back up before taking off after him. "Easy son I'm not going to hurt you" Ed yelled out. "Dam this kid is fast" thinking to himself as he slipped on the rock landing in the water. That's when he could see that Sam was running down the middle of the stream having an easier time then he was running on the side out of the water. After seeing that he knew the kid must have known the layout of the park pretty good and if he got away he might never see him again, but he couldn't let it happen as the kid might be the only witness to what happened down by the lake.

Sam stopped running with the falls roughly eight meters in front of him he looked down at the ground his stomach felt noshes throwing up into the water his head felt even worse now that he had run a good forty meters. He could hear Ed splashing in the water behind him looking up into the distance he could hear his voice again has he got closer still looking off into the woods in front of him everything started to spin and the light grew dimmer. Sam knew from experience that having a concussion and being in shock it was almost impossible to control when your body decides to check out for the night. All Sam could remember was the frantic yelling going on before his legs buckled and someone's arms grabbing him from behind before everything went completely dark.