Tires squeal as you peel away from the warehouse.

"Okay," Jason pants in the driver's seat of your getaway vehicle, a ring of rope still around his wrist courtesy of your kidnappers, "That didn't go so bad. It could have been worse."

The scenery around you as the car drives on in the dead of night is barren. Wherever your and Jason's captors took you, it was gonna take a while to find civilization again.

Jason huffs an exhale and gives you a once-over. "You hurt?"