"Y-Yeah, I think..." Hayley replied, breathing heavily as her heart raced with fear and worry. "Isaac, we're back... We're actually back home... and we're still alive! How did we get here? Where's that posh jackass?!" she asked, looking at her familiar kitchen. The fact that she could feel Isaac's skin and his own frame holding her still convinced her that she wasn't imagining things. "Did he hurt you? I'm sorry I tried to step in... I shouldn't have done that and put you through so much danger. Still, my head feels empty and I can't recall anything after I passed out. What happened?"