Cassie POV

　　My eyes roll as I try to open them and focus. I think John is with me. "John," I whisper.

　　My throat is so dry. My chest hurts. I touch my chest and I feel something all over me. I try to talk but the words only come out in a whisper. "John," I try to call to him again. He looks down to me.

　　"Shhh. Just stay still. Do not try to move, Cassie. You are hurt. We are taking you to get help. Please stop trying to move," John says to me.

　　I see Erick driving. I am in the truck. How did I get here?...