Isabel ran towards the other voices and found two men, one of whom seemed to be having a panic attack. She could relate. She wanted to walk up to the men and ask if she could help, though Max was the healer of the group... God, Max...
She focused herself. She didn't know these men. She didn't know where she was or how she got there. This could have something to do with Kivar or Nicholas. This could be a trap. So she kept her distance, her right hand twitching at her side.
Isabel tried to steady her voice as she spoke, "Who..who are you? Did you bring me here? Where are my family and friends?" Slow down, she thought to herself, give them a chance to respond.
But her thoughts kept racing. Was she alone here? Or were the others just somewhere else? She knew it was a horrible thing to think, but she didn't want to be stranded..kidnapped...whatever it was, by herself. Max was her brother, her home. And Michael.... She had even grown close to Maria, and Liz, and Kyle... She wanted them, no, needed them with her.
But in the back of her mind, Isabel knew that she was the only one here.