@DriveEMOutHana was asleep a few bunks down from him on the bottom. Her eyes were gently closed, her lips very slightly parted, perfectly white teeth glinting softly in the pale moonlight. Her expression, however, was one of pain as she slept, dreaming about the night she had been kidnapped. She had been terrified. She had been kidnapped by a man she knew well, had thought she could trust him. He had come to her window, knocked, and lured her into the bad part of the neighborhood. There she had been kidnapped by him and some other men, put into a cart in a bag, and wheeled off. It was only when she and Archer were thirteen that she managed to escape and come back to town.