Once Lizzy felt able to move about she got up and went back over to the boxes of supplies. A brief investigation told her that they'd be eating plenty of canned goods in the next couple of weeks. Plus chips and nuts and other snack food. There was fruit too, 'Well, at least we're not gonna get scurvy, Red'.

Red was watching her the whole time, desperately thinking of some way they could get out of this. Neither of them had any equipment on them; guns, knives or phones. He still had the tracking chip in his neck but he had no idea if it was going to be any use to them. It depended on how deep underground they were. There were windows high up above them, Red guessed about 25ft. Just a couple of skylights to allow some natural light in. In the unlikely event either of them could even get up that high, they had sturdy looking metal bars across them. The structure itself seemed to be composed of concrete and he imagined it would be pretty thick. Nothing could be done to boost the signal of the chip so if that was going to be the thing to allow them to be found, they'd just have to sit and wait and see.

Lizzy disappeared into the door on the other side of the room, quickly reemerging, 'We have a lavatory, a sink and the world's smallest shower cubicle. And two towels. Gotta hand it to you, Red, you've managed to find us some fairly decent kidnappers'.

Red grimaced as he got to his feet, heading towards her, 'I'm so sorry, Lizzy. Obviously I had no idea this might hap…'

'Red, shoosh. I know. And it's fine. I mean, it sucks, don't get me wrong. But we're both in one piece. And I'm still pretty confident we're gonna find a way out anyway'.

Red looked around and saw that there was only one piece of the wall he couldn't assess. Walking towards it, he moved the mattress that was leaning there onto the floor, allowing it to drop with a soft thud. There was nothing behind it but more concrete, although on the floor were two pillows and a couple of blankets.

'Well, the wall seems to be solid the whole way round. But I found our most decidedly uninviting sleeping quarters'.

Lizzy came over and looked down at the mattress. It was clearly fairly old and had a couple of suspicious stains on it. Sitting down, she wrinkled her nose and looked up at Red, 'There are more springs than soft bits'.

Red couldn't help but laugh at her, 'You still think our kidnappers are decent?'

'Well, it's better than the floor'

'I'll give you that'

'I guess they wanna keep you a little bit sweet before they try to steal your businesses'

'Most thoughtful of them…'

Red was now looking through the supplies in the boxes. Eyeing up all the food in there, he knew he should at least appear to be hungry and so pulled out an apple and bit into it.

'You want one, sweetheart?'

Lizzy nodded and so he picked up another one and tossed it over to her. Turning then to the door, he went to have a closer look. The hinges were on the outside, there wasn't even a handle on their side. And it was made from very solid looking metal. There didn't seem to be anything in the room that could possibly assist them in opening it. However, he would continue to search through the boxes until all options had been exhausted.

An hour later and they were sitting side by side on the mattress, each eating cold beans out of the same can. Neither was particularly in the mood to chat but Lizzy felt the need to say something, if only because Red still seemed to be unusually worried about the whole scenario in which they'd found themselves.

'This is high quality plastic cutlery we've been given, you can't deny it'

'Hmm?'

'The cutlery. It's not the cheap plastic stuff, it's top end'

'Elizabeth, are you serious?'

'Sorry, just trying to lighten the mood'

Red huffed and looked over at Lizzy, who was holding the can of beans but no longer spooning them up, 'I'm sorry sweetheart. You're right. No need to mope. It won't help. And we need to stay positive'.

Lizzy smiled shyly at him and resumed eating the beans, 'I don't think there's anything in here we can use to escape to be honest. But maybe the guards will come back to check on us? We have to be ready if they do'.

'They might. I doubt it if I'm honest but we most definitely need to be ready. Maybe we can hit them over the head with one of the bananas?'

Lizzy snorted and nudged Red in his side, making him laugh too.

'Okay, you assault them with a banana. When they're suitably subdued, I'll tie them up in toilet paper'.

'Excellent, Lizzy. Well, I believe that plan will work should the opportunity arise'.

Lizzy stood up from the mattress and took Red's spoon with her to the lavatory, giving it a wash in the sink. She then deposited the empty beans can in one of the cardboard boxes they'd emptied in order to have a bin and turned back towards Red, her hands on her hips.

'Hey, what are we gonna do about our clothes? We're gonna stink in a couple of days'

'I'm not sure that's a priority, Lizzy'

'Well, it is to me. I have a very strong sense of smell you know. Plus, we don't exactly have any other priorities, do we?'

Red ceded the point and cocked his head, 'We'll just have to wash them in the shower and then wear the towels or bed blankets whilst they dry'.

'Yeah, that'll work. At least it'll give us something to do. I wish they'd left us some books. Or a chess board. Or…. Well, anything really'.

'We can make a chess board easily enough. Just need to mark the floor and find something we can use as pieces'

'Ooh, good idea! I'm gonna do that now'

Turning away from Red, Lizzy bent over to get the tin can she'd just thrown in the bin, 'If I squash this a bit, I can use the edge to scrape the floor'. She chose a spot near one of the corners and sat down to start on her task.

Red watched her, his eyes following her every move. She was so concentrated on what she was doing she didn't notice him staring. It had been nearly twenty-four hours now since he had eaten. Another few days and the hunger pangs would start to torment his mind. He would be able to stave off his needs for a few days after that. And then….. Well, he knew what would have to happen then. And whilst it broke his heart to imagine doing it, he knew he would if he had to.