The entire group watched as Alyssa became pale and started to wobble, she started to stumble for the corner of the room, obviously looking for something to hold her up.  She tried to say something about 'a thousand dollars' but her words were slurring and no one could understand what she said.<br/><br/>"Holy shit....the chick is having a fucking panic attack!...You want me to get this on camera?" Al shouted out, actually pointing at Alyssa while she started to slump into the corner.<br/><br/>"Ooooh what the FUCK Jake? Not only is she incredibly rude...but she's got some sort of fucking anxiety disorder? OOOH yeah that's gonna work out just fine...She spazzes out when I raise my voice, What the fuck is she gonna do in a genuine Haunted fucking House?"  Greg grumbled, but Shana put her hand on his shoulder and made him stop, she could see that Greg's attitude was not helping the situation.<br/><br/>Jacob shoots Greg a angry look, and then calmly walked over and knelt down by Alyssa, he pushed forward and whispered into her ear. "It's ok...don't worry I am gonna take you outside so we can get some fresh air ok?" Jacob hooked his arm under her legs and picked her up, walking toward the rear door.<br/><br/>"Hey Jake, we got some of this really good weed left if she needs any help!"  Brandi called out as they exited to the rear patio. "Nah she don't.... wait, how did she put it?...ooh yeah  'toke up like Smokey the bear'.......hahahahAHAHAHAHAHAH " Al mocked the phrase Alyssa had used earlier, it's effect was to set he and Brandi off laughing again and the sound followed them out onto the rear patio until the heavy door finished shutting.<br/><br/>The rear patio was actually quite nice, Greg and Shana had refurbished the former back alley and turned it into a quaint sitting area.  It was surrounded by a tall wooded fence so it was private, and it looked up into the star filled night sky. There were several cushioned lounge chairs, and it was one of these that Jacob picked to set Alyssa down in. He reached into his coat pocket and produced a bottled water. "Here, have something to drink you look a bit peeked....are you feeling any better?"