His hand gently patted Sophie Sullivan's face. "Maniac, wake up."
Thinking of her face, Thomas Shannon then changed his approach, pinching her arm instead. "Maniac, wake up quickly!"
After he had been calling out strenuously for as long as ten minutes, Sophie Sullivan finally, slowly, woke up.
It was so dark she couldn't see her hand in front of her face. She remained stunned for a good while before realizing where she was.
"Maniac?"
The man's deep voice was right beside her ear.
Sophie Sullivan took a deep breath, only to inhale a mouthful of dust. She choked and coughed, and Thomas Shannon patted her back.
Only then did Sophie Sullivan realize she couldn't move at all.
She tried to push Thomas Shannon, but he merely asked slowly, "What's wrong?"
Sophie Sullivan remained silent.
Thomas Shannon asked again, "Are you injured somewhere?"
Before she woke up, he had examined her. There was no blood on her body. Could it be... is there still somewhere I missed?
