Richard had eventually fallen asleep, the events of the night finally catching up with him. He didn't noticed he was being moved when the man carried him from the vehicle to the medical table. As his ankle was tended to he began to stir, jerking awake with a yelp when a particular movement caused the pain in his ankle to flare. Instinctively he curled in on himself crouching on one side of the bed while glancing around him. He didn't know where he was but he could still see the man from earlier at a giant computer.<br/><br/>At the shout, Alfred had looked back at the young child. Seeing that he was awake he tapped Bruce on the shoulder.<br/>"It would appear the child has awoken sir." When Alfred turned back towards the medical bay he was shocked to see the bed empty.<br/><br/>Richard had taken the moment as the older man turned away to get away. He appeared to be in some sort of cave with various pieces of equipment and even some vehicles. Darting under a table and behind some boxes he took a moment to clutch at his ankle which had started to hurt once more with all the sudden movements. Holding back a whimper, he peered out to make sure the two men weren't coming for him; he knew they would soon though so he would need a new plan. Glancing around. his eyes landed on a small scalpel that had likely fallen when he had abandoned the bed. Snatching the small blade the young child prepared himself for whatever was coming.