I wake up to gruff hands shaking me awake angrily. "Where have you been?!" I hear an all-too familiar voice yell into my ear. I adjust so as not to wake up Angel, but she's already as conscious, as well as confused, as I am.

"I... I was just-- and you... you wanted me dead, so--" I start, but Angelica's dad is up in an instant.

"Who the hell do you think you are?! Some sort of sick, unwanted bastard?!" he shouts, and Angelica flinches. "Language!" she screams meekly, and her dad's eyes widen.

"Oh, I'm so sorry Angie!" he says, and repeats. "Who the hell do you think you are?! Some sort of--" he covers her ears briefly. "--unwanted bastard?!"

"Hey!" he shouts back, and I see him reach towards his left side. A side I remember all too well.

I signal for Angelica's dad to move, but he doesn't see me. I glance at Angel, and her eyes widen with realization, covering her mouth.

If I can pull this off...

I jump up onto him, pinching a left vein in his neck. Almost immediately, he passes out, the knife in his hand falling mid air...

...and right into where I land.