Paige kept on fighting to stay alive.  She had to get back, she wanted to help the others get out alive, even if she did not.  There wasn't much for her to go back to.  She had a new step-father, who didn't give much thought about her, and a mother who was wrapped up in her new marraige to give her own daughter a thought.  Paige didn't have any friends either, except for her pet cat back home.  It didn't matter to her whether she lived or died, but she wasn't ready to go, not yet.  She clawed her way through the darkness, and began to come to.<br/><br/>Paige's eyes fluttered and opened rather slowly.  She had no idea how long she'd been out, and didn't have much memory as to what happened.  Her vision began to focus and she noticed where she was.  Guy was sitting right above her, his hand stroking her hair. She began to grumble, trying to find her voice.  "What...happened?"  Her head was pounding, her body hurt.  She looked around and noticed the other girls standing there in the room.