"What?" It was exactly as he said, right down to those two skinned knees. Her mind whirled in fear, and she tried to figure out how the hell he knew that? Was he following her? Had he been stalking her this whole time?

And then, he turned to leave. Lorelei glanced back at Patrick, who was trying to shakily stand up. She had a half-notion to call the ambulance for him, but the twinge of pain from her wrist silenced any sense of emotion she had. Instead, she steeled her spine and rose to her feet, heading out the door.

"Y-you wait a minute!" she said, her voice cracking on the last word. "How do you know any of that?"

She broke into a jog, stepping in front of him. She looked nervous, but her stance was determined.

"That was...very kind of you," she said, voice shaking. "But how do you know all that about me? Who [i] are[/i] you?"