By now, Jason and the squirrels were on my nerves so much that I was wondering if I could convince a tree to knock them out. Just a light hit, once, that's all I want. Suddenly twenty men jumped out around us. I immediately knew that only one of us were going to get out, at best.

"Run when I tell you to, I'll try to catch up, but don't wait for me. Remember the word bombast when you get there. Good luck. Now run!" I started with a whisper, but shouted at the last sentence. Turning to the men, I smiled before saying, "I might come, but not without a fight!" Everything was chaotic during the next five minutes. I took down fifteen men before someone hit me with a tranquilizer dart.

I heard them say "The boy got away, but we got the girl." Good he got away, now at least one of us will get away, was the last thing I managed to think before I passed out.