Erica was nearly blasted in surprise when nick just took her and held her. What forced him to do that? It was odd the way she didn't quite understand his reason, but understood his gesture. Fear was a very strange feeling and rationality seems to always leave her lost. His movement was an answer to whatever she was about to ask. They were complete strangers and yet he seemed to generally find him, or was it her to him. Oh the theory behind that one went further than she really wanted to think about.<br/><br/>For a moment she slammed her eye shut trying to block out all other thoughts, and focus on the smell of sweat pouring out of nick's body odor. It actually wasn't that bad but she feared her stench was probably the worst in the book. Why was she even thinking didn't she have-----then all too soon images of her ex/boyfriend having his stomach chained up, and guts squeezed out. The scene replayed but this time there was no hollow eyed version of herself. Instead there was that boy...from earlier curled up in the corner muttering some sort of sentence that made no sense.<br/><br/>The boy was really what scared her. She shuddered at the thought of him. Then just as fast her mind flung back to reality. Nick was now shedding a single tear. Were they really strangers? The strange feeling still erupted around her and there was a moment before she suddenly pulled away. " Nick we need to get out of here....itssssssssss like a prison...and I for one don't like deadly hollow eyed inmates or.......chained around stomac's squeezed out guts.....so How about you? " Her question was meant to get them on track. Or let him know what her eyes were dealing with. Did he see the same thing?<br/><br/>A shiver passed through her as she waited for nick to either speak or gesture an answer.