Joanne Tristell's Story

Joanne slowly opened her eyes. She was still tied to the chair, but was upright and out of the water.
I guess he took a break.
She nearly drowned every time she was dunked. Her lungs felt like they were about to burst. She couldn't speak at all.

She started shuffling around in the chair, moving and moving until the rope gave some space and loosened up a bit. Good! She then started to slowly slip out. She managed to get free. But that was when the pains of nearly drowning took effect. She could barely breathe and move. Joanne staggered towards on side of the wall. Every step added more to the searing pain in her head and lungs. When she coughed, water and blood came out.
Not good. I can't fight in this state. I need to escape unseen.
Joanne moved towards one side of the room, still leaning and rubbing against a wall, until she felt a smooth side pass her shoulder. Huh?
She stopped at the smooth part and began examining it. It looked white like the rest of the wall, but I can feel a frame....like... glass? She raised her hand and began knocking on it. The sound of a glass window emerged. A window! Perfect!
Joanne staggered back a few steps, and then, with nearly all of her energy, ran into the window, smashing through and landing on the grassy earth outside.

"Hey, what was that?" Joanne's ears pricked up. The guards heard the window. She stood up and began to run as fast as she could. I don't know where I am, or where I'm going, but anywhere is better than here. When she reached her maximum speed, her lungs gave another large pain. She tripped and fell, landing in a bush somewhere in the forest surrounding the city. She had managed to run quite far from the lodge. They won't find me.
But the pain was unbearable. It was ridiculous how she was still alive. She was completely inside the shrubbery, but managed to look through the leaves and see her surroundings. In the distance was an old building. It looked like an abandoned factory. She couldn't move, though. She just laid there, lungs full to bursting, and passed out.

((OOC: Little help, guys please?))

Jared's deep, exhausted sleep finally ended and his eyelids fluttered open. His arm was healing, but a dull ache permeated the area and he reached around, trying to figure out where he had put the painkillers. Sleep still clouded his brain so it took several minutes before he plucked the pills from his pocket and then downed a pill dry. Sleepiness slowly eased away he stood up and stretched, the blanket covering him having long since fallen to the ground by his feet.

Jared glanced down through the window and blanched, suddenly glad he usually didn't move that much when asleep. One wrong move and he'd have come tumbling out... There seemed to be some movement in the trees outside. Suddenly on high alert, Jared reached down to his hip automatically. Only when he reached open air did he remember and grimace at the fact that he didn't have any of his guns. But his instincts were telling him to investigate. He had to do something. Jared eyed the spot where the movement had occurred and then ended. He hoped it was just a false alarm, but just in case...

Carefully noting down the area in his mind's eye, he turned and began taking the stairs down quickly - two or even more steps at a time. At his arrival to the bottom floor, Jared paused, his eyes moving towards the medicine room. Maybe Kathleen would let him borrow a pistol... He strode quickly inside. Nobody was in there. On second thought, Jared hadn't encountered anybody. Even Kylar seemed to have been moved somewhere. Brow furrowing with worry, Jared searched through the bags until he pulled out a gun. It was only half loaded, but Jared didn't want to waste more time looking for ammo. Then, turning, and hoping that the emptiness was just a strange coincidence, Jared moved out.

Finding the general area of the movement was easy. Finding the cause was little more than luck. Jared stared at the figure whom he had nearly tripped over. That missing girl! Jo... Joanne? I think that's her name. Jared decided to put away the mystery of the hybrid's name to the side as he quickly scanned the surroundings and then knelt down by the girl. She was unconscious and injured. A chill ran through Jared as he carefully gauged her wounds. A few chips of glass, rope burns... It seemed that the girl had just escaped something. And the fact that she was just lying here... Worst case scenario, the facility knew where they were hiding.

Jared would have to get Joanne out quickly. He switched his gun to his broken arm. "I'm sorry and I'm glad you're unconscious for this," he told her as he used his one good arm to haul the girl over his shoulder. He gave himself a moment to adjust to the added weight before he turned and began moving quickly back to the facility.

He arrived back without an incident and put Joanne more gently down in the make-shift medical room. It was time to clean out her wounds and fix her up. He was glad that at least his arm was almost nearly fine. This time, he would be able to actually do something.

Everything was numb. Joanne was half-conscious when Jared found her. She could barely see, and she couldn't feel anything. It felt terrible, it was as if she wasn't fully on this earth, like a part of her was beginning to float away and never come back. I guess this is what it feels like to be dying.

When she was into the warehouse she saw earlier, her nose was twitching uncomfortably. She could pick up some familiar scents in there, but the excess water in her body was diluting it.
Even though she was placed gently on a table, the pressure on her back pushed around the water in her lungs. Joanne let out a huge cough. Some water came out, but not all of it. It hurt. A lot.
But after the cough her sight became a little better. She looked up to see the man who was treating her. Jared, I think that's his name... He looked like he knew about her burns and glass cuts, but maybe not about the water. She tried to speak, to tell him about her lungs, but instead let out a gargle and another cough.
I hope that's a decent message...

Although in pain, Joanne was glad she was with at least one person she recognizes, as well as him being on the same side as her. She let her mind finally wonder around. I wonder if everyone else is in this place, too. But that might not last. That wretched relative of mine will be coming after me again, and would definitely try to kill me this time. Not only that, but even though he got fired from the facility, he's still in touch with them. He might bring the facility with him this time! That would be terrible! I need to tell everyone about this! No.... I can't do anything right now... I need to heal first.

Joanne stared at at Jared again, watching him treat her wounds. Another cough came out, and she tried to speak again.
"Where's.....S-Skyler?"