Nobody had answered him. Not that he had expected an answer. The only response to his words seemed to be the female figure next to the man opposite struggling against her straight jacket. At least he assumed she was female. With her whole body covered it was hard to tell but Harlan figured that if she was male then she had a serious man-boob problem going on.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF80FF">"Whoa, lady. Don't worry, No need to reach for the Alka Seltzer. I can see you're a little tied up right now."</span><br/><br/>He stared at the drivers.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF80FF">"Wonder what's got these guys spooked? Normally I'm all for a magical mystery tour but these seat belts don't half chafe and the suspension on this minibus is awful. I demand a refun..."</span><br/><br/>It was at that point that the buzzing  noise shut Harlan up. If his hands had been freed he would have clasped them over his ears at this point. Unfortunately his ear drums were subjected to the full force of the sound. Then all hell broke loose. The world turned upside down. Harlan's harness tore and he was thrown forward, landing in-between the other two occupants.<br/><br/>He lay there for a few moments before the man started working at his manacles, freeing himself.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF80FF">"Hey, man. How's about giving us a hand here?"</span>He began to say, but the man was already making his way outside. Harlan shuffled his body over to where the woman lay in her straight jacket. Harlan's hands were still tied, but his fingers were still able to move enough to start to undo her harness and the straps of her rubber straight jacket. It was slow and quite painful process.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF80FF">"You know, I give you ten out of ten for asthetics but practicality gets a zero from me. Black suits you though. Are you a fan of rubber, then?"</span>He continued to ramble on as he finally freed the woman.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF80FF">"Name's Harlan, by the way. I would shake your hand but..."</span>he wiggled his fingers, indicating the fact that he was now the only prisoner who's hands were still tied.