Drip. Drip.

What is that sound? Why am I hearing it? I was on the train-

Suddenly prompto's head whipped up.

Ugh, that was a major mistake. Everything felt and looked like he was in a tornado. His eyes couldn't focus, his head felt like it has been hammered repeatedly against the nearest block of cement, and his whole body ached. He closed his eyes to try to regain focus and make his head stop pounding. Finally what seemed for hours, but he was pretty sure was only minutes he finally felt balanced enough where he could go further. In truth he was terrified to open his eyes, but the dripping was making him nervous. Slowly he opened his eyes. At first he wasn't sure what he was looking at, but than it dawned on him. His eyes went wide. It was like he was in a workshop. Over to his right was a table with random tools, blade wheels placed in no particular order, to his left another table that looked like it had plans to be ready made into action, on top of the table was a metal pan in which water was falling into, in front of him steel bars not allowing him to escape, but than why cant he move? His heartbeat got faster as he really didn't want to look, but if he didn't he wasn't sure of what the outcome would be. His body trembled as he looked over to his side. His stomach lurched as he couldn't believe what he was seeing. He was contained, feet clamped together and his arms spread and shackled. He began to trash, wildly hoping that they would become loose. After some time and seeing that it wasn't he stopped trashing. Another thought made his throat dry.

Please for the love of god don't let me be back in that place...

"I see that the little chocobo has awaken."

The voice made his stomach sick as his eyes drifted to the voice. Ardyn. What was he doing here?

Ardyn smiled as he replied, "Enjoying the scenery?"

Prompto debated. I could talk to get some answers, but he would probably see that coming. If I stay quiet...well that isn't a good option either. Maybe I could play talk him.

"Could use a bit room to move around."

Ardyn moved a chair from the corner as he positioned it to his liking and sat down, eyes never leaving Prompto.

"Sorry, but we have to keep our things in order."

Thing. That is all I am to them, at least with Noctis I'm not.

"Well, your doing a poor job of keeping a handle on them."

"I see your humor hasn't gone away despite the situation your in."

"And what situation would that be, beside being unable to move?"

Ardyn shrugged as he went on, "Your on a off-base of our lovely country Niflheim."

Great, just great. So basically not back to that place, but a step inside it.

"Guess than I am having a vacation."

Deep down inside as much as he wanted to joke talk, he was really hurting. His body was hurting way too bad to be just a fall off the train.

"It hurts doesn't it? Trip down memory lane, especially since the prince thinks your a fake. Its a sad event that you haven't told him what you are. He still thinks that your a sunshine child of his homeland. But what happens when he gets you? Tell him the truth or lie? Plus your body is heavily damaged. Certain parts of you are waking up that may be a problem dear boy. We had to look you over and make sure how far they have been activated."

No...No..I can't be turning into one of those things, I can't.

"Parts..What are you." Prompto head started to feel heavy as he felt a twinge at his neck. Then a slight burn as he drifted off to sleep.

CLASH! BANG!

Prompto's eyes snapped opened as he directed his body to the source of the noise. He couldn't clearly make much out due to the fact that a light was shinning on his face, but he did see a blurred body being pushed to side as the bars opened. Three bodies rushed in. Two came to his side as one came to his front.

"Gladio, Ingis get the side. I'm going to see if I can get the front."

Once the light was out of his eyes he could tell who was here. He couldn't help but swell up inside. The guys are here! Prompto throat was dry, but he wanted to try to talk.

"Guys..You came."

Noct was the first to respond, "Of course we would. Gladio, Ingis you found a way to get him down?"

Ingis looked over it carefully before finally answering, "Gladio I think we both have to get him down at the same time. It looks like there is a small clasping button we have to press at the same time. Do you see it on your side?"

Gladio stopped being frantic as he finally saw what Ingis was talking about, "Yay, I found it."

"Alright than, on the count of three. One, two, three.

Having the weight off of him felt great, but he couldn't move his arms well. So all Prompto could do was fail froward. He tried to move them to cover his front so the landing wouldn't be that hard, but they were too numb. Luckily Noctis was able to catch him before his face planted onto the ground.

"Who knew the king has good catching arms?"

Noctis hands were trembling as he was holding him. In truth he wasn't sure if he was going to be able to catch him with how much fear and worrying state he was in. Noctis swallowed before answering.

"You okay to stand or you need to lean on one of us?"

Prompto pondered for a few minutes. He wasn't sure if he could move, let alone walk. He couldn't slow them down, especially after they risked so much to retrieve his ass. He swallowed his pride.

"You know me, I recover fast."

"Okay first lets get you standing."

Prompto held onto Noctis as he raised him up to stand, they took it slow, which prompto was grateful. Once he was in full standing mode his entire body scream. His breathing picked up a bit. He really wasn't feeling great.

What the hell did he do to me? I can't even remember..That's bad.

"Ingis, you have a potion?" Noctis could see his discomfort.

"Unfortunately I don't, we need to get to a safe haven, so I can look over him correctly."

"Guys-"

"That is the first priority."

Prompto could see there was no arguing with Noct.

"Okay, so Gladio you be the front, Ingis and I will be the rear. We have to find an exit."

"Agreed."