Griffin frowned at the sound of a voice. It seemed to be coming from inside and out. He knew that voice. "Who..." He looked at the box behind him. "I can't find Zack...he is missing..." He felt calmer. Not ration yet. But atleadt now he seemed to be able to communicate with those around him. "I don't like the box." He growled. His pace slowed. "Yes protect. Danger." His thoughts were still confused but he was making connections.