Jack and Zeno sat across from each other on their cell's cold metal floor, the two men's backs resting against opposing walls. They rolled a penny across the floor between them, which, aside from talking, was the only activity that they had to pass the time.

It had been some time since they were both imprisoned. Neither of them knew exactly how long it had actually been, but they estimated that they had spent the better part of two weeks in captivity.

"So," Jack said, "tell me more about your military career."

Zeno took some time to respond. "Well, there's not much more to tell. Like I told ya six times already, I was in the Australian army for a few years. Did a few special assignments around the world. Even worked with the US Army Special Forces. Did some top-secret stuff. You know, the usual."

"What kind of 'top-secret stuff?'" Jack asked in a somewhat mocking tone.

"TOP-secret stuff. The kinda stuff I'd have ta kill ya for if I told ya about it." Zeno smiled.

Jack returned his grin. "Well, I doubt we're gonna live much longer, anyway. And if they don't kill us, they'll probably keep us in this little room for the rest of our natural lives."

Zeno chuckled. "Not gonna happen, mate."

Both were silent for some time. This was an almost constant silence during their imprisonment. It was only occasionally broken whenever one of them decided that he needed to say something or die of boredom.

"You did pretty good, kid," Zeno finally said. "I've been workin' for Elias f'three years, tryin' to find out exactly what he's up to, and you come in here, pokin' your nose around and get in as deep as me in less than three months. Beautiful."

Jack smiled again. "Well, what can I say? I like to, uh, sniff out trouble."

"Yeah. You got a real nose for it."

The two chuckled, and then fell silent again. Neither spoke for almost an hour. Finally, Jack started to say something, but something stopped him. Something strange.

Jack felt a soft tremor. At first he though it was his stomach; he and Zeno were only fed once a day, and he was constantly hungry. But he soon realized that the vibration came not from within him, but somewhere far off. The next time he felt it, it was more pronounced, and the next time, it was accompanied by a low-pitched rumble. Soon it became a soft boom, and then much more apparent.

By the time that it became a very distinct thundering, both Jack and Zeno had stood, and were looking around in confusion. They had no idea what the sound was, and were somewhat frightened by it.

"Jack," Zeno whispered. He pointed to the window of the observation room. "Look."

Jack peered through the thick window and saw Sol, who sat perfectly still, a bewildered look frozen on his face. A chill ran down Jack's spine as he gazed at the eerily motionless young man.

Suddenly, the room shook, and a loud clatter was produced as something struck the door of the cell, bending it. The door was hit again, causing a repeat of the noise and vibration. With the third impact, the heavy steel door fell down as its large hinges were ripped out of the wall.

Jack was confused and somewhat fearful as he watched a tall, muscular man step through the opening. Behind him was a blonde woman.

"Ha ha!" Zeno exclaimed. "I knew you'd come!" He turned toward his cellmate. "Jack, I'd like you to meet a coupl'a friends of mine—"

Jack cut Zeno's energetic sentence short. "Matt? Addy? What are you doing here?"

Adriana stepped toward him. "I was about to ask you the same question."