Flameface
They had come to a rather disbaren looking house. It didn't look too special, just a simple two story house with a metal gate in the front yard. And yet, despite this, it was a difficult feat to actually enter the house. Flameface spoke. Tucker, seven, search upstairs, see if there's any provisions we might need. Seli, I want you to search this floor with me. Agreed? " They all responded, mostly in unison, with some form of "yes"
As soon as Tucker and seven went upstairs, flameface went to the kitchen, making sure seli was in another room. Unknown to the rest of the group, flameface knew the other reason of this house. He dragged the fridge to the right, then entered the passageway behind him, making sure the fridge was covering the door again.
? He felt... something new, and yet familiar down here. He tried to get a sense on what, or who, this thing was.
Flameface
It was a ling set of stairs, and a longer hallway, but he finally got to the pure white door. Very carefully, he opened it. Inside, he saw a person in a straight jacket, legs crossed and chained to the floor, and his head covered with several sensory dulling devices. He gently walked up to this person; then grabbed his arms. Slowly he counted. One... two... three. Then he grabbed the person's legs. This time, it was a slow count to five. Then he tap/ grabbed his shoulders once, twice, three times now. Finally he blasted his leg chains off. He grabbed under the person's arms to let them know he was going to help them to their feet.
It had taken a bit, but finally he got used to standing again. Then flameface freed his arms from the jacket, took the headphones and earplugs out, then uncovered his eyes. "Hello old friend" the man said.