Jesse had found Suze's car in the village, but she was nowhere to be found. He wanted to punch something, but instead he stood there seething, wondering where she could be. There was a flash behind the car, and he creeped around, curious. The little girl from before stood there staring at him. Before he could say anything, she began walking. He watched her in the distance when she stopped and turned around. She gave him a look, and he realized he should be following her. He wondered what was in the woods when he heard some shouting in the distance.
"Susannah!" He cried.
The little girl disappeared, and he ran by tree after tree and into a brush where he found them. Susannah was kicking and flailing, and Paul was about to…
"Joda lejos!" He shouted and ran through the bushes and leaped against the side of Paul with all his might. Paul hit the tree and blinked a few times. Jesse looked down at his querida, who was crumpled there on the ground, half naked. He began to pick her up in his arms when Paul came up behind him. Jesse felt a thud on the back of his head and plunged down next to Suze. She yanked up her pants and quickly, regaining herself, kicked Paul where it hurts. He screamed profanities and lunged toward her, ripping at her shirt. She pressed both thumbs into his eyes and watched him back away screaming.
With her forefinger, Suze felt the blood on Jesse's head, and she panicked. She had to get him away before Paul killed him or something. She heaved him up against her shoulder and he, slightly conscious, stumbled along through the woods with her. Paul was still in the clearing moaning, but she didn't want to risk it. They made it out of the woods and she stumbled to her car. They were off.