The broom closet was in a crawl space, tucked under the stairs. The door stuck, swollen with the damp of the storm; it took Duke and Nathan together to finally yank it open.

"It's in here." Nathan rushed to the trunk, Duke just barely behind.

"Someone find the lights," Duke ordered.

Nathan yanked the trunk open. Duke landed on his knees at one end, where Audrey's head was revealed, and gently lifted her upright. Her head lolled bonelessly (he tried not to think about Ted) as he felt for a pulse. "She's alive."

"Parker?" Nathan called. He picked up her hand, squeezing it. "Parker! Julia, some help?"