Rene came forward, getting as close as she could while Jack worked. "It's okay, baby," Rene said to Desmond. "Everything's going to be okay."<br/><br/>For his own part, Desmond mumbled an unintelligible response, his eyes rolling, though he seemed to respond to her voice.<br/><br/>There was nothing to do but wait for Jack to finish on the car. Rachel experimentally picked up a few rocks and tossed them at the invisible barrier. The stones bounced off of it, like they would a brick wall, without any other effect.<br/><br/>After about an hour, the seat Desmond was pinned in gave a sharp twang as Jack freed the last crucial bolt. Desmond slid back a few inches, enough to remove him from the car. Rene helped, gently taking the injured man from the vehicle and laying him on the asphalt, a balled up shirt serving as a pillow.<br/><br/>Desmond's legs were bloody. From his left shin, bone jutted from his skin, a compound fracture. His chest was also heavily bruised, possibly indicating internal damage. Rene knelt over him, trying to keep from crying.<br/><br/>"What are we gonna do?" Stephanie began to wail. "This guy needs a hospital, and we can't get out!" The sight of so much blood was having a negative effect on the teenager, who was holding on by just a thread.