Evan stumbles down the hallway, leaning heavily on the wall for support. He can hear Robert walking calmly behind him. "Find her," Evan rasps, "You have to find her for me!"
Robert clears his throat nervously, "Sir, the last ping on Mrs. Howel's GPS shows that she was in the Misty Forest. It's very difficult to navigate that area. Most navigational equipment goes haywire, and it's impossible to fly a helicopter to airlift her out. Also, if Mr. Clifford is keeping her at his mansion, we need to consider the possibility that he's placed traps and surveillance equipment to slow our progress."
Evan turns around and tries to level an icy glare at Robert. The effort makes him dizzy.
"I'll get the search started," Robert says.
