Reid chokes on the air, the dust triggering an unhappy memory.

Drew. A giant stone on his chest, blood oozing out around it where it's crushed skin and bone and organs. Gasping, wheezing breath, blood-filled coughing. Pleading eyes behind shattered glasses, begging him for help while Drew's voice says something else.

Something about not letting the hunters eat him.

Reid's eyes fly open and he instantly closes them again, tearing immediately from the ...