no sign of a struggle, just a overturned table. she was taken. Paige the only reminders i had of her was her pistol which was left in a drawer. i came over to check on her and she was gone. of course i refused to accept the fact that she was probably dead. for the next three months i would be more driven then i ever have been, searching for her. this is how my story goes, trying to protect her, for a long time. i searched everywhere she might have been, in houses, cars.... i even found a crashed plane that would give me a horrible burden. it was a fabled military bases coordinates saved in the plane, that was before the gates fell and america crashed. i thought of trying to find it, but it was miles away and i doubted they stole Paige to use her as a lab rat..... when i found her, i realized that what i had gone through for her was the easy part of my journey.