Maybe another person would have missed the sound, but Michael heard it. It was faint and far away, but he heard it.
He dashed into the dark, flashlight swinging around wildly. He finally saw her in a corner, tied to a pole, tape over her mouth. "I'm here," he yelled, rushing forward to drop to his knees. "She's down here!" he called back to his colleagues, before pulling the tape from her mouth and going to work on the ropes. "I'm here. My name is Detective Michael Angel and you're safe now, alright? You're safe."