Scene 9
As he pushed the half-open door out of the way and stepped closer to the ringing of Ashley's phone, the first thing Henry noticed were the sparks coming off the broken power cable. As he shined his flashlight at it to inspect the damage, a lump on the floor caught his attention. As the flashlight spotlighted the bag, he recognized it as Will's. Then he saw the fingertips in the dim edge of the flashlight beam. He followed the fingertips up the arm-- Will's arm!-- to where the arm met the shoulder, which was covered by long, blond hair.
Then he dropped the flashlight.
Turning around, he frantically hit speed dial one. Oh, God. Why, oh why, do I have to be the one to tell her?
"Yes, Henry, did you find Ashley? Or Will?"
"Uh.."
"Henry!" Magnus's voice, already worried when she picked up the phone, was quickly moving to frantic.
"Henry! Henry, are you okay?"
"Uh, um, yeah, I'm okay..." Henry had finally relocated his voice, but his answer to Helen was so toneless that she immediately doubted the veracity of his statement.
"Are you sure? Where are you?"
"I found Ashley and Will." Henry continued in a monotone.
"And? Why won't they answer either of their phones? It's been hours, the tranquillizer should be wearing off of Will pretty soon. Where are all of you?"
Is that a light? Henry wondered. He turned halfway to look, making sure not to look at a certain lump on the floor. It is a light-- and not coming from my flashlight. It's gonna come around the corner any minute now...
"Henry! Where are..." Magnus's voice cut off mid-question as she came barreling around the corner and nearly tripped over the entwined bodies of Ashley and Will. The big guy nearly running her over from behind would have been comical but for the horrified look on her face.
"I'm right here." answered Henry dully as he turned away again. "And I really, really, really wish to God that I wasn't."