A bright, cold light sweeps over me, snapping me awake. I cover my eyes with my arm, and a voice shouts. "Someone's alive in there! Get over here and help me!"
Moments later an alchemist creates a hole in the car, dragging me out. There's a black military vehicle—these are police. I turn away from them, reaching back into the depths of the ruined car for Daerek. He'll be so upset; his ride is ruined.
One of the men tries to stop me, grabbing my shoulder. I shrug him off and he pulls me closer to himself. What's he stopping me for? I struggle harder, and he restrains me, his hands holding my arms still. "Relax, miss, we'll get him out. Don't worry about it. You need a hospital; please come with me."