Ryan drove his motorcycle on for miles. It would take a long time for him to get there, so he would have to keep going without stopping. As he was driving, the thoughts of Kahlana came into his mind, but he shook them away.<span style="font-style: italic">I'm just being used.. That's all..</span>he thought, revving up the engine more and going faster. But just as he was heading down a road, the tires ran over something, and jerked the motorcycle forwards, sending Ryan off the motorcycle and onto the asphalt. His helmet hit the asphalt and he lied there, unmoving for a bit. He didn't know what it was that he hit, but it hurt a lot to move. Slowly, Ryan lifted up the wind visor on his helmet and looked around, then looked at the forest. What did he hit? A deer or something?<br/><br/>He tried to sit up, groaning in pain where he was. He continued to look around, and found his motorcycle a few feet away. Ryan got on his hands and knees and slowly started to crawl towards it, not having very much strength to stand. But even so, something was wrong with him right now, and he was having a hard time breathing. The guess would be that his ribcage may have fractured and a couple of the bones broke. But those broken bits are digging into his lungs. Ever so slowly, Ryan collapsed, passed out on the black street.