[b]Alyce - Outside Boston - Daniel[/b]

The relief that he wasn't going to shoot her didn't so much to relieve the pain in her hand.
He provided her with clothes, something she wasn't expecting. It was a struggle to get the pants on one-handed and she winced and cried out each time her hand was jarred. She gave up with the belt. There was no way she could get it on one-handed.
"Please," she begged. "I don't know who or what you are, but please help me," she said, showing him her hand. "Can you pop my... my fingers back into their... sockets?" she asked, wording it was difficult. 
"My name is Alyce," she answered his question. Great. It just figured the guy was good looking and she looked like something a truck ran over.