Lexxie drifted in and out of consciousness for a few moments, but was alerted by a shreik. It sounded almost as if it came from the woods, but Lexxie was too drunk to know.<br/><br/>She stood up and ran--more like stumbled-- after Jimmy. "Jimmy wait! Please? Wait for me!" her words slurred together in an incoherent mess. She even knew he wouldn't be able to understand her. "Can we please go?" she begged into the darkness.<br/><br/>By the time she had caught up to Jimmy, she was heaving. She had run barefoot all the way through the woods. She hunched over for a moment, clearly unable to catch her breath. A dizzy spell ran through her, and she was most certain she would pass out.<br/><br/>To Lexxie's surprise, the dizziness became nausea. She crouched to the ground, preparing to vomit. As quickly as the nausea enveloped her, it was gone. She stood up and coughed, exhaling heavily. "Can we please go home?" she asked Jimmy. She whined softly, and trudged along side him, making their way to their baby sister.<br/><br/>"No, no, no," her sister whimpered, only a few yards away. "What the fuck?" Lexxie growled aloud, clearly sobering up a bit.