<strong>Sunset</strong><br/><br/>As the others started to leave, Carrie seemed to improve, to the point where she didn't seem to be truly bothered by simply Alan's presence.  She accepted the bottle, clutching it carefully in both hands since the other drugs were already having a significant effect upon her.  Whatever superlative endurance that her father, Theo and Red once had while they were alive, either it didn't work with her or she was deliberately avoiding using it.<br/><br/>"I think I'll be okay now," she said gently, her eyes not really focusing upon either Mary or Alan.  "It's hard; they're very loud sometimes, and only get louder with others."  She did her best to strain her gaze, peeking over towards Alan.  "You need to go with them.  Otherwise they'll never find him in time.  They don't know who they're looking for."<br/><br/>With the headaches apparently fading, she tried to reach over to cap the bottle, wanting to save the medicine for later.  However, her limbs didn't seem to be working just as she wanted, since she wasn't used to being so drugged just yet without simply being unconscious.  Without some help, she was probably going to spill it all over herself.