There was a constant humming and an occasional bump, but I couldn’t see anything. My eyes were glued shut as I slowly woke up. Based on the ache in my neck and throat that was blossoming into my consciousness, I probably didn’t want to see. As my eyes fluttered open, there was another bump and the humming grew louder, but I couldn’t make out what was in front of me. I was sagged to the side, and as my eyes opened I sat up, cracking my neck and shoulders in the process. It was then my brain aligned with my vision and I saw that we were in the car, driving down some highway. “Whe—“ I reached up and cupped my throat. It was raw, making it hard to talk, and it hurt. “Where are we?” I managed to get out, but it was dry sounding and scratchy, lower than normal. I glanced to Six, but he didn’