Chapter 3
Sudden, soft thud startled him out of the daze quite fast. Blinking dazedly, Patrick looked around and then glanced at his phone. It's been one more hour.
One more hour in this terrible place.
One more hour of fearing the worst in the end.
Sudden noise from the corner reminded Patrick that there was another person in the dark place. And rather miraculously it brought some relief in this otherwise bizzare situation.
Cautiously glancing at the figure, with a help of his phone light, Jane wasn't overly sure about other man's condition.
At first he feared poor thing might be dead, but, when he'd heard faint breathing sounds, let out a breath of relief himself. At least for now stranger was still alive, albeit unsure for how long.
Having injury himself Patrick tried to check out for something on the other man's form.
So far he'd spotted some weird substance on his coat and a smear of blood on his hand.
Whatever had happened to him wasn't good either. The grimace on his face told Patrick that the man was feeling pain, even being unconscious he showed signs of being hurt.
Finally, what seemed like hours but in fact was just minutes Jane made a decision.
With a drown on his face he dared to touch the mysterious stranger.
Jane wasn't known as one to jump in action and also he wasn't eager to touch people without a serious reason.
Obviously now he had a reason to touch someone and solve this puzzle.
It felt rather weird to touch the stranger's cool skin but he had to do that, he had to try to wake him up.
After couple strokes and nudges it appeared useless to try to wake the man.
So only one thing left...
Patrick removed the makeshift blanket from man's upper body and started to inspect for possible injuries.
After few more minutes Jane had discovered that his new friend wasn't suffering anything life threatening, not from the outside anyways.
But he saw that inside poor man was suffering. Something that was familiar to blonde man.
Then he resumed strolling around the place and door probing.