Voicemail received on the 14th of September at 11:34AM.

A cute yawn is heard into the speaker.

"Hey Huckleberry, it's me. I'm currently at the hospital, I stayed overnight but the stupid pricks won't let me see you! Because apparently I'm not family, your mum has been sitting with me though. She looks so broken. But I told her not too worry because that's not what you'd want. I mean Lucas Friar you aren't going to let a silly truck get in the way of you living your life are you! I mean you defeated Tumbstone the Bull! Baby you can't tackle anything!

Anyways I've got too go now, I love and miss you but I know you're gonna be fine so I'm trying by too thing about it"

I frown as the line goes dead, I don't think it's hit Maya how serious this is and I'm dreading hearing the voicemail when she does.