RESCUED

Ellis's eyes remained open as the sound of the captor's footsteps faded away. He lay stock still, chest barely rising and falling, as he listened intently to make sure the coast was clear. After a few tense minutes of silence, he carefully turned his head to check on Zoey. She was out cold a few feet away, her face pale and her hair askew. Ellis felt a pang of guilt and concern wash over him - she had gotten caught up in this mess because of him. He had to get them out of here and to safety as soon as possible.

Moving slowly and deliberately, Ellis pushed himself up into a seated position, wincing at the dull throbbing in his head that felt like he had been struck. He scooted over to Zoey and gently shook her shoulder.

"Zoey? Zoey, wake up," he whispered urgently.

She didn't stir at first, so he shook her again a bit more firmly. "C'mon, darlin', rise and shine. Open your eyes for me so I can know that you’re okay."

Zoey finally groaned and her eyes opened to slits. "E-Ellis?" she m
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