The impressive collection of cars silently stood watch in the massive garage as Rebecca snuck past, heart pounding. In the darkness it was impossible to know how many cars there really were, but Rebecca felt as if they were all watching her, like massive metal creatures ready to charge. She knew it was just her severely frayed nerves, and yet the danger was still real. Emma and the other slaves could be hiding inside any of the cars, just waiting for one of them to be stupid enough to come to such an obvious place and be caught. For all the anger she felt about Maria leaving them alone with Amber, she felt the exact same amount of guilt for doing the same to Heather. Rebecca moved slowly through the garage, keeping to a low crouch and being careful about not making any noise.