Finn started to slow as he rounded another tree. He didn't go in a staright line, afraid of being found.
"Some of them want to use you, some of them want to be used by you, … sweet dreams are made of ease, who am I to disagree, traveled the world and the seven seas, everyone is looking for something…" He sang. He wasn't sure what made him think of that song but it calmed him down.
He stopped and ducked down by the roots of some large trees. Even through his heavy breathing he could hear voices. He tried to hide his coughs. The voices grew closer. It could be that girl and Richard. What if it wasn't? He stayed where he was, trying to be quiet until he heard two familiar voices. One was Puck and the other was Mr. Shuster.
"Finn! You idiot, where are you?" Puck shouted. He was close enough Finn could make out what they were saying but he was suddenly extremely tired. He couldn't call out or even lift his hand. He leaned against the tree.
"Puck, don't call him an idiot." That was Mr. Shue.
"Finnster! Finn! Where are you!" Puck shouted, further away this time. He could hear Mr. Shue but he could no longer tell what he was saying. More voices joined but they were moving away.
"Puck!" He screamed in a desperate act of fear.
"Finn! This way. "Puck was coming. Finn could hear him now, crashing noisily through the brush. Finn fought to keep his eyes open. Puck crashed through the brush and stood inches away, looking off to the right. Finn cleared his throat and Puck looked down, "He's here! I got him!" Puck leaned down and Finn hugged him tightly.
"I thought I was a goner!" Finn exclaimed, his voice nearly gone.
"You look like…" He was cut off.
"Do you mind if Agent Morgan picks you up?" A large pale man with intense eyes and FBI vest on asked. Finn shook his head no that he didn't mind, since his voice was now completely useless. An even larger tan man slowly moved over to him, leaning around Puck and picked him up. Finn's head rolled back and the scene spun and he passed out.