"Go away."

Oh God, this was not good. He couldn't breath, he couldn't see and he was pretty sure he was about to start crying and if he did that in front of Shawna, she was never going to let him live it down so the sooner they left him, the better. He slid down the wall and hugged his knees, just waiting. It had to be at least two am so that was like what? Six or seven more hours before someone came to save him.

Oh man. He was going to die in here.