[Following instructions, the voice quietens down with a soft 'I'm scared' repeated as it waits, shrouded in smokey shadows until the glass clinks around at their feet. Silence ebbs onward before the hand returns, reaching upward and groping for Reid's hand anxiously.
"Pull me up! I'm scared!" Cries the voice, fear leaking into its tone as the child tries to pull itself up to the window-- reflecting emergency lights from the distance in blue eyes when he or she scrambles desperately to get out with Reid's help.]