"The smell. The SMELL!" She recoils again, backing away, knocking her chair down. "Behind the car dealership out in the desert. Oh god, the smell, the smell, I can't forget it I can't forget it I can't forget anything...."

Brass looks at Grissom. "Car dealership?"

"I think I know what she's talking about." Nick's voice startles the other two--they hadn't seen him come into the room. "Found an advertisement for a used vehicle lot out of the city limits."

"Desert?"

"Yes."

"I'll call a search-rescue copter."

Grissom opens the door, going in only two feet. "Jack," is all that he says. They have a lead now. They have hope.

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Water floods into the car in a steady force.

Sara keeps pounding at the window.

Use the pressure against the glass. Wait if you need to--you can hold your breath.

You will not die here.

YOU WILL NOT DIE HERE!