Dan had a plan. He crept back up the stairs a ways and slipped off the vest and gun. He'd be back for them in a sec if this went well. With a fake shout of surprise, he started tumbling down the stairs until he landed in a heap at the bottom.

Both the guards respond and rush over to him, "What the heck?!", "Huh!"

He was going for the 'vagrant alcoholic looking for a place to spend the night after a heavy day on the bottle'. Sure there was no smell, but he had the element of surprise, didn't he? Dan started acting," 'Ello boyz. Cun I gi' a han?" He'd have to take them both out at the same time if this was going to work; not to mention quietly. His third eye might have to try something new to pull this off.

"Hey, what are you doing here!?" The smaller man said, reaching down. He had been the first over.

Dan grasps the hand and immediately starts diving into memories. He was looking for one of sleep and fatigue, and easy enough thing to find. No time for answers. He could do that once he had Jack back safe and sound.

Concentrating and talking was exceptionally difficult. It made his fake stupor even more believable, "I...waz lookin bou... ubou...gonna gi some zzzzz...you fella's?" There it was, now to make it more than a memory. Dan started filling the man's mind with the recollection.

If this worked like the psychic hoped, the memory might become the man's reality.

"Hey…what's going on? I ...I... feel tired." The man went out like a light.

Look, it worked! Dan didn't break character though. He continued the charade, "Loos li' da lil guy needd sum tooooo?" He pretends to stagger up with great effort, "Ther's sm stares up thre. Ya no dat sunny? Needa be carefll!" A vague gesture behind to the stairs worked as a cue to fall into the second guard with self-impaired motor functions. The moment he had contact, Dan went sharply to work on another sleeping memory.

This entire plan was inspired from the hazy memories of less than twenty-four hours ago. What he was doing was just a simpler version of what he'd had done to Jack only, except using their own memories to make them feel and react a certain way. Much safer, and more effective to a point, than using his own.

Finding a memory of sleeping was easy, but there were parts of this man's mind that didn't want to be blanketed in it though. It was like they kept kicking off the covers. He couldn't be fighting back, could he? It could be that Dan just wasn't practiced at this yet. He rarely manipulated others' minds. He gave it a bit more. Just in case, he let his hand drop a bit closer to the brass knuckles in his pocket.

The larger man was still resisting, and something was definitely off about him. Okay, Dan was doing this the easy way. The act was dropped, " Sorry big guy. Here to pick my kid up from daycare and you're in the way." The guard was already confused and now surprised. He was just starting to react when Dan's elbow smashed into the side of his face and knocked him out.

Standing over the two unconscious bodies, Dan dusted his hands and went back to get the vest and gun. It took him a second to figure out how they went on again, but his crystal clear memory of Jack putting it on guided the way. Before moving on, he rooted through the memories of the guards to see what was on the other side of the door, or what was going on in general.