Things go from bad to worse when the dust has settled and two guards in black face-masks appear just outside the cell bars.
"Is he alive?" One of them asks in very rough English.
"Yeah he is, no thanks to you bastards." Dugan snaps, moving to place himself between the guards and the pallette. "Now move along, fritz. Nothin' to see here."
The guards exchange a glance and then a nod. Bucky straggles his head up to look at them as they unlock the door.
"The hell do you want?" Dugan is still standing in their way. Bucky knows what they want. They all do. He lays his head back down. There's no point fighting it, and he hasn't got the strength left to do it anyway.
"Here now, leave off. He'll be on his feet in a few days." Fallsworth interjects, getting up. "Let the fellow have a moment's peace, can't you?"
Dernier mutters something in French. Bucky doesn't really speak French, and he's too dizzy to catch much of it, but the tone is plenty angry enough to guess what he said. None of them have missed the frenchman's undying hatred for the Germans.
Jones is sitting beside him on the pallette. He makes no move to get up.
"This man just needs to rest and he'll be back to work."
The guards shoulder Fallsworth roughly aside, sending him staggering. They size Dugan up and gesture at him to get out of their way.
Bucky misses whatever happens next, but from the shouting and the sudden influx of masked guards, he can guess neither man moved willingly. Jones is hauled back and tossed out of the way somewhere in the scuffle.
Rough hands haul Bucky up, jostling his broken arm and sending fire through his chest. He screams through his teeth, trying to bite it back and failing miserably. Dugan is swearing up a storm, but he's being held back by three men, one of whom has a gun on him. The cell is thick with bodies in black body-armor and masks.
Bucky is dragged to the door of the cell and shoved through it, tumbling to his knees and staying there, shaking. One of them shoves him with their foot, and he crumples to the floor, eyes screwed shut, trying not to pass out from pain and dizziness.
Someone kicks at him again, before apparently realizing he physically can't stand up and march as ordered. They haul him more or less upright again and drag him by the arms.
Bucky passes out before they reach the end of the hall.
He can hear Dugan screaming after them as the darkness closes in.