*Ami*
Amelia had dosed of and was awakened by someone rummaging about, she wanted to yell for help, but her voice wouldn't work, she could only manage a small squeaky noise.

She was pretty sure she was hallucinating, because that sounded like Tom, but it couldn't be, he couldn't possibly be there.

But then she heard a voice she could never be mistaken about, it was Zac, he was okay and he was here, he had come for her.

"Zac". Her voice were very weak and raw, barely audible more than a couple of feets from her mouth, she mustered all her energy and called again. "Zac ! I'm here".

There were noise and feets moving fast and then she heard him very clearly, he sounded worried but also very relieved. "I am here baby, where are you ? Are you okay ?"

"I am okay Zac, but I can't get out, I am stuck under the table". She reached her hand as far as she could, and managed to get her fingers through the hole.

More shuffling of feet and then she heard Tom's voice, and now she was certain that it was him. "Zac over here, I can see her  hand".

"Tom ? What on earth are you doing here ?" She was happy to know he was there, that Zac hadn't been alone.

She could hear Tom chuckle lightly, while they were checking how to best get her out. "Ami don't you know me by now ? Ain't I always there when you need help ?"

"Yes Tom, I guess that you are". She answered, but something in his voice and the way he breathed made her worried, he didn't sound like himself.

She could hear them discussing options in hushed voices, then she felt Zac's hand grip hers. "Sweetie we are trying to lift the table enough for you to get out, are you ready ?"

"Okay, be careful both of you. I don't know how well I can move, my legs are numb, but I will try my best". She hoped they could lift it and that she could get out.

There was some commotion and she could see the table move, then it slowly lifted, there was a hole now by the floor, just large enough for her to get out.

But trouble was, that she couldn't, her legs were totally numb and she could get them to move at all, her voice panicked. "I can't move, my legs won't work".

"Tom can you reach her, I can hold the table". She could hear the strain in Zac's voice, he was already giving almost everything he got.

Toms voice sounded worried and he sounded in pain to. "But Zac, your shoulder.. You can't .."

"Yes I can Tom, just get her out, I can hold out for that long". Zac said with certainty.

She could see the table wobble a bit and she could hear the raw pain in Zac's voice. "Fuck, please hurry up Tom, I don't know how long I can do this".

Amelia felt hands grab her shoulders and she did her best to kick of with her legs to help.

Tom had only exactly gotten her out, when Zac had to give up and the table slammed down on the floor.

"Oh God Ami, are you okay ?" Zac was next to her in a second and she reach up, pulling herself close to him, never had anything felt that good.

When her eyes had adjusted to the bright light she looked at him, he looked a mess, he was covered in dirt and grime, his T-shirt looked like it lost a fight with a wood chipper and he had some nasty cuts.

Then she noticed his right arm, it hang limp down in an odd angle and he had a dirty sling around the neck. "Zac your arm ? What happened ?"

"I just had a bit of bad luck with my shoulder, it is nothing to fret over, it is Tom we should worry about". He turned to say something to Tom, but froze in his track.

"Fuck Tom ! Tom can you hear me ?" He let go of her and scrambled towards Tom. Amelia looked at Tom in shock, he was sitting, leaned against the wall, white as a ghost, his eyes unfocused and his lips rapidly turning blue.

She got her body moving and they reached Tom almost simultaneously, he was breathing, but not very well and she looked fearfully at him. "Tom what is happening ?"

"I guess Zac was right, I should have stopped, I can't really breathe, it hurts so much, it presses on my chest". He was fighting to breath and his eyes rolled back in his head.