Cole walked down the long corridors, shackle around his waist. Doors stretched along there, some of them in better shape than others. He had stayed in one of them before he was 'employed' to make noodles. Employed wasn't really the word. More like taken against his will and forced to make food to that he could get food. No food without making food. Karloff was ambling in front of him, the person he had spent the most time with. Karloff wasn't a bad person, nor held a grudge against Kai for doing what he did, although it was very wrong in Cole's eyes. However, he hadn't known this was going to happen to Karloff, and Karloff only blamed Master Chen, since he was the one who took his powers, not Kai. Although his speech was stunted and sometimes masked in his accent, it made Cole feel better.
Karloff had also apologized for being grouchy on the boat to them. Tension and anxiety were making him high strung. He needed the money back at home. He needed greatly. So when another contestant wanted to go earlier. The idea of taking one out before it started seemed like a good one. Also, he was in the mood for a fight.
Another day, another work shift making noodles. Had he known that Master Chen's food was made by practically slave labor, he would have never eaten at that place. Heck, he would do everything in his power to be it shut down.
As he was walking down the corridor he heard a familiar voice.
"I can't break through it. There's only so much a tool meant for fixing things can do to break things," He heard a voice sound from one of the cells.
It sometimes sounded too high to be Zane's voice, but he still hoped.
"Maybe when he rebuilt himself, he made his voice pitch a lot higher?"
"Karloff, cover for me," Cole whispered to him.
"Don't make trouble Cole. Only make noodles, not trouble," Karloff warned, begrudgingly pretending to bend down and tie his shoe.
"Zane?" Cole whispered pulling as far as the chain would let him.
"Cole!?" Pixal whispered back.
Cole peered into the cell to see Pixal chained to the back wall.
"I'm so happy to find one of you! I'm going to get you out of here." Cole said, noticing that the guard was starting to get suspicious.
"Hold tight." He stepped back into line so when the guard came down Cole was standing there smiling and waving.
"Things are looking up Karloff. Things are looking up." Cole smiled.