Her body still hurt like she had gone five rounds with - who was she kidding - she<em>had</em>gone about five rounds with an unspeakable horror - but somehow Jenny propped herself back up and, dusting herself off, noted, "Well, somebody'd better go out there and find him. Might as well be me." Of course, running was out of the question, so it was good that he was only storming out rather than racing. Running wasn't really an option at the moment. But she<em>did</em>have the advantage of instinctively knowing where she was going, so she managed to catch up pretty soon after she had reached daylight again.<br/><br/>"Hey! Alex!" she called out from about twenty feet back. "You gonna be all right? Obviously, it wasn't the kind of reunion you wanted, was it?"