Raice's head spun.<br/>"Aren't you going to question me? I haven't got much time left."<br/>(Is Merelli okay?)<br/>*Cough... Sputter...*<br/>(Mother, I don't know what to do now.  Be safe out there...)<br/>*Scritch... scritch...*<br/>(Where are the others?)  "Guys... guys... get in here..." He'd tried to say, but the wind had left him for the moment.  Where did they go?<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>(I'm captured, aren't I?) Arget thought with a tone of resignation.  "Oh, hallelujah."<br/>"Shut up." A nearby voice ordered.<br/>"Can I have my heroin back?  Just a little?"<br/>"Fuck you.  Shut it."<br/>Arget laughed.  The black fluid that had coursed through him, driven him hyper as an ADD 8 year old on sugar, crack, and pokemon, had long since flushed from his system - well, for the most part.<br/>"I have to piss, yo."  Well, how would they answer to that?  "Don't make me do it on the table, this is supposed to be a sterile room, you know." He adds.