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I drifted in and out of consciousness. I was in a vehicle again, but not mine. This one felt different.

The lights were too bright—harsh and sterile. Fluorescent.

Voices floated around me, muffled and scattered, like I was underwater.

I tried to open my eyes, but even the smallest effort sent pain searing through my skull. Everything hurt.

“She’s coming to,” a voice said, sharp but far away.

“Let the ER know we’re two minutes out. Two-car collision. We need all hands on deck. This one’s bad.”

A low moan escaped my lips before I could stop it. I wasn’t even sure if I meant to speak.

“Hang in there,” someone said near my head. “Just stay with us.”

I wanted to ask if they had found Jason, or if he had gotten away again, but I couldn’t form the words.

Darkness pulled at the edges of my vision, thick and heavy.

I gave in.