<strong>Eric</strong><br/><br/>As the woman drove and listened, she betrayed no surprise at the revelations Eric spilt, even the force field. She just nodded, eyes on the road, poker faced. She drove with confidence through the downtown, heading for the highway.<br/><br/>"Well, I hate to blow your theory then, but I'm a local," the woman said. "My name is Virginia Holden. I'm a lawyer and I've lived in Biscay Sound for three years now."<br/><br/>They had gotten to the forest, close to where the others were. "I have to say, I was a little suspicious when I first saw you. I thought you might be a terrorist," she said, still watching the road as she drove.<br/><br/>"With everyone gone, that's just where my mind went. The message on the TV almost seemed like a demand. You don't seem like a terrorist, though. Ah, I see your friends," she said, as Jack, Rachel, Stephanie and the wrecked car came into view.<br/><br/>It was only as Virginia stopped the car that Eric noticed she was driving with no keys in the ignition.<br/><br/><br/><strong>Jack</strong><br/><br/>Rachel relayed to Jack and Stephanie that Eric was returning with another survivor in a car. They only had to wait about ten minutes before a large SUV was visible approaching down the highway.<br/><br/>As it pulled to a stop, you can see Eric in the passenger seat. The driver is a woman in her mid-twenties with dark hair.