I couldn't lose him. Not yet. He helped me, I have to help him. I hear him wail once more, I can't stand it, where are they? I need them more than ever now. The lock won't budge. I give up. I can't do it.
He screams again, I crumple on the floor crushed by the defeat. After all of our work it is over, over. As I sit here the same phrase pulses through my head.
We have been found.