"I can't watch her die again," he muttered, feeling moisture brimming in his eyes. He dropped the railgun and held Cara, maneuvering her and twisting her so she was facing the ceiling. He caught Eddie's words, then looked around the room. If this was a poison, then there was a huge chance that -

- the antidote was kept nearby. He placed her head on the ground, then turned around and looked at all the tools on the wall. Blades, screws, drills, hammers, saws, tools all twisted for purposes beyond what they were made for. His teeth clenched, but there wasn't time for that. He saw a box on -