George: "That... doesn't answer the question but okay," George mumbled before waving a finger at the person. "You'd better no move an inch or you're as good as dead." George kept his eyes on them as he slowly walked back to Lilith. "What the fuck did they do to your arm?"

Ariv: "Oh... of course!" Ariv mumbled, genuinely excited at the idea of getting to cuddle Alastor. "I was honestly sure you'd forgotten me or left me for Alex or something."

Lilith: she sighed laying her head back and squeezing her eyes shut. "No, no you can thank Sheol for my arm. That was his fault." The man didn't move as he was instructed other then to run his neck which was now sore. Lucas coughed trying to get up off the floor, he didn't feel like laying on the ground, it was quite hard and uncomfortable.

George: "Shit, that looks really bad," George swore as he studied her arm before shaking his head and walking to Lucas and offering him a hand. "Okay here's the plan, Lilith. We are going to go rescue the other hostages, get out of here, and maybe get some information out of the masked asshole over there. Sound like a plan?"

Ariv: "No no no," Ariv mumbled gently pushing out of Alastor's hug. "I'm not Alex. Alex is the man who you were dating for a long time but treated you poorly, remember? I am Ariv. We've...We've been dating for a little while now, Alastor... Do you not remember me?"

Lilith: she grumbled pulling at the restraints. "You know, it would be nice to get these needles out of me, and you know maybe let me out?? That woukd be ideal George. I'd like to not loose anymore blood." She huffed "but yea whatever cool plan." Lucas grabbed his hand pulling himself up, he was still shakey on his feet but otherwise he seemed a little better now.

George: "You're right, you're right," George mumbled as he tried to keep Lucas steady, the man still, and get the needles out of Lilith. "Right now I am just running on adrenaline, a lack of caffeine, and partly terror." George paused after getting all the needles out. "Once we get in the clear, I will call your brother and we'll find you an antidote."

Ariv: "No it's not Alex!" Ariv's voice was just weak and wavering as he tried his best to convince Alastor he was right despite the medicine kicking in. "It's Ariv. I can give you proof my name is Ariv! We can ask Serenity or Huey or anyone! My name is Ariv, Alastor. Why don't you remember that?

Lilith: she chuckled as soon as all the needles were out. "Oh that already feels better." Lucas stumbled over to Lilith and undid the restraints. Lilith sat up holding her good hand to her head. She couldn't feel the other one anymore. It kind of just hung there. "Now, don't worry about me, I still managed to stab the bastard in this condition so ill be fine." She slid off the table with a smile. "Let's get out of here!!" Lucas quickly pulled his shirt off and gave it to her, since the only thing she had at that moment was a flimsy hospital gown. Lucas's phone and Jacket were still in her room. She slowly pulled the shirt on and over her head with her one good arm through the hole. She then just glared at her rotting arm, it was in the way at this point.

George: George shallowed hard as Lucas took off his shirt. This was not the kind of distraction he needed right now! "Wait mask asshole guy," George asked, his tone a bit soft as he turned to face him. "How many other people are you psychos holding imprisoned?"

Ariv: Ariv sighed, sighing silently as Alastor started to call him by his real name. Ariv just rested his head tiredly in Alastor's neck, wrapping his arms loosely around Alastor again. "Mhmm.... That does sound nice... Maybe just cuddles first? It feels like I haven't cuddled you in forever..."

(?): Lucas began to help Lilith try and get her arm through the arm hole, which proved more difficult then it originally seemed. The masked man had completely gone break dead for some reason. His head hung there as if his neck was broken and blood dropped slowly onto the ground making a puddle.

George: "What the hell...?" George cocked his head as he slowly walked towards the man, detaching the strings from him. Was his soul still there? Was he just pretending to be dead? That would explain why his strings didn't even flicker...

Ariv: "It'ssookay...," Ariv mumbled quietly, his glassy eyes growing heavy the longer he rested sleepily on Alastor's shoulder. "I love you too, Alastor..."

(?): the man was still alive, he was breathing and his heart was beating. Although it was almost as if his consciousness was somewhere else. Like all that was there was a body and working brain and what seemed to be a human soul. Almost like some sort of coma.