Lucas squirms and whimpers at the threat of being drowned. He wriggled a little bit and felt something rather uncomfortable in his pocket. Had he remembered his pocket knife? He reached in hopeful, but only pulled out his cell phone. He flipped it open to see if it was working. A soft glow filled the area around him as the phone chirped, signaling that it was functional. He looked at the screen and laughed slightly. He got full signal in Khan's stomach. He would have found it funnier if he weren't in such a predicament. "Cough me up or I'll call the cops!" He says, not noticing that he had next to nothing left on the battery. He was about to make good on his promise, but the phone chirped again and shut off, completely dead. He swore loudly and put the phone back in his pocket, muttering. "Bloody stupid Motorola!" He says angrily. He curled up and tucked his tail around him, awaiting to see what his fate would be.