The three made their way down the stairs towards The Pit.
"Be quiet guys," whispered Mandy.
They made sure to make their steps as low impact as possible.
Meanwhile, Mark was able to stop Blade from delivering the knockout punch.
"Why should I?"
"You don't want to do this," coughed Mark, "you need to look into yourself. Find your humanity."
Blade circles Mark as blood drips from his razor. Every drop belongs to Mark.
"Mark, you do realize," he says as he yanks Mark's head back by his hair, "I kidnapped you, tortured you, and now I can kill you."
Mark huffs. His body is contorted in pain and an extremely uncomfortable position. Blood pours down his bare chest and tears roll out of his eyes. This is the end. Blade slowly teases the razor near his neck. Slowly caressing is on its side, he laughs a sadistic laugh. Mark can do nothing but hope that he doesn't pull the trigger. Suddenly a loud bag is heard.
"What do you think you're doing with our friend," Bob yells.
"Boys, get him," commands Blade.
The three henchmen that are in the room rush the crew. Bob, Mandy, and Molly go to work dismantling the last three in the house. Just like all of the guys upstairs and outside, they are simply knocked out.