If he would have been able to express it Nick would have shown how happy he was that the girl had managed to hear him. While he could not find his voice the faint signs of a smile were present on his countenance, which faded quickly when she pulled he IV out of his arm, replaced by a faint expression, and a groan, that showed he was in pain. As she pulled him along he struggled to find his balance and ended up ramming his knee against one of the machines, something that seemed extremely out of place for a hospital, letting out another muffled sound as the sharp pain subsided, hoping that the nurses had not heard him in spite of them now running around. When the girl had pulled him out of the bed and did her best to help him stay on his feet he nearly tripped over his own two feet because his legs felt like jell-o.<br/><br/>He knew that whatever had been in that IV was still in his system and that it would take while for his body to clean it out. Still he was relieved that it was no longer there, that this girl, this angel had come to rescue him, maybe now he had a chance to get the hell out of this place.<br/><br/>Once he was up and moving he noticed there was an odd smell in the room; this place probably didnâ€™t get cleaned very well or very much for that matter which did nothing but send up more red flags for him. Everything felt like it was spinning and with the drugs in his system he might as well have been staring at the hospital through one of those fun house mirrors in the carnival that distorted everything you held up to it. Waves of dizziness were hitting him nonstop and he had to hold his head, blinking rapidly, just to try to do what he could to ease this pounding headache and get his bearings. He barely noticed that one of the nurses had spotted them and was now charging towards them or that Erica, the girlâ€™s name was apparently, had left his side and was now in the hands of said nurse.<br/><br/>What he did register, however, was the word â€˜escape,â€™ but only because he had been thinking the same thing himself. Hearing the word spoken triggered something in Nick that screamed at him to run away from here as far as possible and never look back.  His eyes went from the male nurse and his rescuer to the door on the opposite side of the room, his mind was reeling, wondering what his course of action should be, and contemplating whether or not he should save her. She did reach out to him and help him get on his feet after all. It wouldnâ€™t be right to just leave her behind and have these people do presumably horrible things to her, judging from that nurseâ€™s appearance. In his current state Nick was not sure if he was capable of rational thought outside of what he was thinking now but he did know that it would not be right leaving her.<br/><br/>She helped him so now he should do all he could to help her. Selfishly he was clinging to this stranger who rescued him, he knew she would lead him to salvation, but sadly there was some part of him, screaming in the back of his mind, that it was just the drugs talking to him. Ignoring that he mustered enough strength to lunge for the male nurse and pry him off the girl. Wasting no time he grabbed her hand and began running down the warped hallway as fast as he could. Nick was not sure where he was running to, but he had found an elevator and made that his destination, he was going to get out of here no matter what.<br/><br/>The other nurses were already aware that two of their patients were on the move and began to try and cut them off to no avail. Once they at least reached the elevator he pounded the button to shut the door and hit the button for the lobby. No sooner had he done so, the electricity died again.