Escaping Denver. Episode 4 The Call. Back in the apartment, although I did enjoy the fresh air on the roof.

Lots done back here. First off, Noah. That guy just keeps taking a beating. Says he fell from 15 feet, but I bet it was more.

The ladder they climbed was 20, so I'm guessing it's at least that. Plus, he said he'd been in

these hallways and never mentioned seeing any vents. So I'm thinking they're up high and tucked away.

Now, how is he surviving all this?

And where are his knuckle wounds?

He told us about them.

No reason to believe he'd lie to us unless he's really that good at lying.

Maybe he is.

Hold on.

Okay. Hold on. So no more smoking.

Neighbors complained.

Where was I?

Noah.

Is he lying about the wounds?

Is he healing fast?

Or have they been down there way longer than they think?

Sarah at least is clocked that something isn't adding up.

Noah was scared, understandably and more importantly, finally, never got how he seemed so confident

so far. He's a captive, muster some fear. It's helping Sarah. She's kicking ass, especially with the

chupacabras. And yes, I'm going to keep referring to them as chupacabras until somebody gives me a better

explanation.

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