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Meanwhile, across town at the hospital...

"Rob's been abducted, Shane," The rescuer, Sean O' Haire was telling someone on the phone.

"Abducted? Sean, you were supposed to be watching him. What's up wi' dat?" Replied Shane Helms.

"I know, I know," Sean lamented. "Just get down here, OK Shane?"

"Yeah, Lance, Jay, and Chris are coming with me," Shane told him next.

"Whatever, we got to find him; I've got a bad feeling about this," Sean scratched his head in frustration.

"K, Bye." ~click~

A short while later....

Shane Helms, Jason Reso and Chris Jericho found their friend Sean O' Haire pacing the hospital hallway. Trish Stratus had also tagged along since Jason and her were almost inseparable these days.

"So, did the security guys find out anything?" Lance asked.

"They found a wheelchair by the roof access stairs, Rob's id bracelet was laying on the top stairs," Sean answered.

"They took him to the roof?" Chris asked for clarification.

"Apparently, but here's the really weird part," Sean continued. "No one saw a helicopter come by then, so they got off the roof some other way."

"From what you told me, Rob would have been to weak to tackle those stairs, right?" Shane asked.

"That's true," Sean assented.

"So, whoever it was; must have been strong enough to carry him then," Shane deduced.

"Or it was more than one," Suggested Jason.

"Let's go up there and see if we can find anything else," Shane said.

Soon, the four wrestlers had found their way up onto the rooftop...

"You know, they could've jumped to one of the nearby buildings," Chris stated matter-of-factly.

"Hey what's that?" Jason pointed out a scrap of flannel that lay at the edge.

"Looks like a piece of hospital gown," Shane picked up the pale blue cloth and examined it carefully.

"No way!" Muttered Sean judging the distance, "There's no one anyone could clear that gap carrying a dude Rob's size; that's like impossible!"

"Well, from what you told us about Rob's injury; we're not dealing with 'ordinary' people," Shane rationalized.

"Vampires aren't for real," protested Trish.

"How else do you explain this then?" Shane challenged.

Chris fell silent and was at a loss for an explanation.

"Come to think of it," Sean remembered. "I recall the paramedics talking about a similar attack a few weeks ago, but I think that guy died."

"We should find out where it happened, maybe there'll be more clues there," Thought Jason.

"And we should go check out the alley," Contributed Lance.

"Then lets split up; we'll meet back at the hotel in two hours," Shane suggested. "Jay, Trish, and Chris, you go check out that alley. Sean and Lance, we'll see what we can find out about that other site and we'll check it out. I've got my laptop in the car, we'll look back through the local newspaper clippings to locate it."

A little while later, the team of Chris, Jason, and Trish had reached the alley.

"Sean, said it was here where he found Rob," Stated Jason indicating a spot near a fire escape.

"Well then, perhaps who ever attacked him went up there?" Suggested Trish.

"That's odd," Commented Chris as a metallic object caught his eye.

"Ewww," Trish cringed when she caught sight of dried blood on it. "Do you think it's Rob's blood?"

"I think it's safe to assume, this medallion must of come off of his attacker," Surmised Chris ignoring her reaction.

"Jason, what are you doing?" Trish cried out as Jason started climbing the ladder.

"Relax Trish, whoever did this, is long gone," He called back.

Chris quickly went to follow him.

"Hey," Trish whined; "don't leave me down here by myself."

"Well, come on up then," Jason looked back at her.

Trish then consented to follow them and on top of the roof they could find no other clues to aid them.