Yeah, there was nothing at all creepy about a pair of lips talking to you from a wall. She'd had a pretty rough few days already, though, and was prepared to believe in anything that would get her out of there.

Scott, meanwhile, was not easy to wake up. Between the head injury and close to deadly overdose of tranquilizers, he was thoroughly out. Fortunately, Sandy had some help from Charles in trying to drag Scott awake.

So he eventually rolled over onto his side to get away from both and used his bond hands to push up to a sit. The move sent a jolt of pain through most of his body (okay his arm, his side, and his head) but it didn't really stop him. He didn't say a single word, though.