*Amelia*
I dose off and am awakened by someone rummaging about. I want to yell for help, but my voice won't work; I can only manage a small squeaky noise.
I’m pretty sure I’m hallucinating because that sounds like Sean, but it can't be; he can't possibly be here.
But then I hear a voice I can never be mistaken about. It’s Cory; he’s okay and he’s here. He has come for me.
"Cory." My voice is very weak and raw, barely audible more than a couple of feet from my mouth. I muster all my energy and call again. "Cory! I'm here."
There’s noise and feet moving fast, and then I hear him very clearly. He sounds worried but also very relieved and like he is about to cry. "I am here baby, where are you? Are you okay?"
"I am okay Cory, but I can't get out; I am stuck under the table." I reach my h
