I was trying to push through the pain and keep my focus on the thought of saving my child and being back home.
A few hours went by when I heard something getting closer. I started screaming as loud as I could.
"HELP!"
"Someone help me!" The noise got closer and closer when the door swung open. A man that looked exactly like Josh walked through the door and stood in front of me. He was tall, around six feet all but shorter than Josh. He was buff but leaner than Josh is.
"You look just like your mother, Amelia." My brown eyes met those grey eyes that remind me so much of Josh. He looked at me with longing in his eyes. I could see the sadness cross his eyes for a split second, he blinked, and it was gone.
"My name is Michael Reynolds. You might know me as Joshua's father." He walked in
