On the sides of the barrel are a few roughly made small holes. Lucy simply sits inside. Silent. Numb. Alone. Small tears roll down her face as she sits there defeated. A voice comes over the headphones.

R: Me princess. We can see and hear everything in there. Well we will all be listening from the planes.

The barrel starts to move, it seems the team are staring to hide her barrel among all the others.

R: There's a microphone left in the warehouse. Maybe your friends might show up. Well we are leaving now. Have fun. Let me play something nice for you.

He starts playing music through the headphones. A tune she knows all too well.

Stars Shining Bright Above You....

10 minutes passes. Her breathing becoming more stressed. Till she hears the music turn off. Was that the headphones breaking? Her ears turning off? Was she dying? Then she heard a voice.

T: Lucy?

She opens her eyes and picks her head up slightly.

T: Lucy listen everyone's out there arresting those guys. I'm going to find you. I can see you on the screen...

T: Can you scream? I'll be able to try find where-

She simply shakes her head before slowly her body goes limp. The only movement of her slow. Slow. Breaths.

Thankfully the guys didn't get to move the barrel too far. The forklift they used still near the area The Barrel probably was. He panicked and started immediately shoving away open barrels, barrels without holes, he the. Started checking for weight inside, a few he opened thinking she was in there. But nothing.

All the other cops rushed in, seeing Tim panicking they rushed over to help. As they got there he opened a barrel.

T: I got her.