PJ, Cil, Fresh, and Abigail were in the cell with your mother when they heard some rushed footsteps. PJ looked and saw you and Hercules. "Guys!" You whispered. PJ got up and ran to the bars. "How did you get out?" PJ asked. "Somebody got cranky." You answered as Hercules burped.

PJ nodded before he woke up the others. Hercules broke the lock before everyone saw your mother not moving. "Mom! We got to go!" You whispered in a hiss. "No. You need to go." You had wide eyes before your mother gave you her necklace.

"I have lived my life."

PJ placed his hand on your shoulder before you all quietly ran down the hall. "Hercules. Where is the camera room?" You asked. Hercules trotted down a hall and peeked in. You all watched Hercules sneak in and... dispose the guards. PJ raced in and took the map.

"We have to get to that van!" PJ said. You all nodded before Cil looked at the cameras. "Look! The van is in camera 3d!" You all looked and saw rows of vans. "The d is the lowest level." You said before Hercules started to hiss. You all heard whistling.

"Uhoh."

You all bolted out a side door before heading down a flight of stairs. Fresh held Abigail's paw as PJ held yours. Cil was riding Hercules before you all saw the vans. "Which key did you get?" PJ asked as you pulled out the keys. "Van 23." You answered quickly.

PJ nodded before you started to run in the third row. "3 ... 13 ... 23!" You unlocked the van as PJ opened the doors. Hercules, Fresh, Cil, and Abigail hopped in before PJ closed it. You climbed into the driver seat as PJ hopped into the passenger seat.

PJ opened a window to the back as you started the van. PJ pressed the gate button before you slammed the gas petal. "Hold on!" You cautioned before you quickly drove onto the road. "Is mom going to be ok?!" Abigail asked. PJ saw your grip on the steering wheel tightened as your ears perked down.

"Let's just get out of here."

Abigail sat back down and leaned against Hercules as Fresh and Cil did as well. PJ placed his hand on your arm before you glanced at him. "She will be ok." You smiled before focusing on the road.

"By the way, do you have a driver's license?"

"Nope."