Ethan stared out through the bars of his cage at Jane. His first impression of her was that she was smart, fiery, bold and strong yet now she looked broken, as though only a tiny spark was left of what once was an uncontrollable fire cracker. Her unruly black hair was now past her waist, occasionally she would plait it down her back with her final hair band which caused her to look younger than ever imaginable. His eyes flicked to the next cage, Greg. He had been here the longest. His hair was nearly at his shoulders, landing in rough curls, his face was covered in a thick layer of stubble, the beginnings of what was beginning to look like a beard. He looked tired with his eyes starting to sink into his face, dark indigo rings around them. Finally his gaze turned to Caleb. He looked the worst. His face was covered in a thin, patchy layer of stubble. A wonderful family trait meaning that neither man could grow any facial hair. He seemed the order, tiredest, most drained and easily the worst off. All four of them had bruised knees and cut feet from the rough floor, matching brands on their feet from their captors and a sense of overwhelming doom that overwhelmed everything they felt, saw or did.

The hope of being found disappeared long ago, just before the hope of a successful escape. They knew nothing that could help them escape- they didn't know where they were, who they were being kept by, why they were being kept, how long they were going to be kept for or what their captors wanted with them. Greg wanted the group to recollect their thoughts so they could identify a common link but it was hopeless- no one had enough energy to think of anything other than food, home and sleep. Every rest was full of disrupted dreams, terrible nightmares and uncontrollable fear.

"Today a memorial service will be held for the two missing doctors from Holby City Hospital. Brothers Dr Ethan Hardy and Dr Caleb Knight, who both work in the emergency department, went missing upon their arrival at JFK Airport around six months ago. Police were contacted after the pair failed to return to work following their trip, it was later discovered that they did not catch their flight home or even check into their hotel on arrival. The public are still being asked to immediately inform the police if they have any information about the brothers' whereabouts." Robyn flicked off the television screen and sobbed. They were missed greatly around the hospital. Although two doctors had been brought in as their replacements the team were always hoping, praying, that one morning they would walk through the doors as they used to, laughing and bickering with one another. The only thing that brought comfort to her was that, wherever they were, they were together.

Ethan shivered as he lay in his cage. He was wandering how long it would take for him to die now. Between the lack of sleep, the torture and the tiny amount of food he was permitted to consume he couldn't have long left. Although he was short enough to stand in his cage he simply didn't have the strength to move his body from where it lay. Today's rice arrived with the same message but there was double the amount. 20g. Of course, they could only eat half of it. Ethan's eyes were fluttering as he glanced at the other three, hungrily digging into their food. Ethan didn't touch his. Instead he allowed his eyes to flicker shut as he stumbled into unconsciousness.

Frankly he didn't care if he ever woke up.