*Down the hallway sat another human. Wearing a contraption to cover his eyes and chain his hands. His interest had been piqued by the commotion, although he did not recognize from whence it came. He himself had been nabbed long ago from another world for his "magical" properties. He didn't understand what was special about being able to move objects with his mind, but oh well. He would rely on the other captives to maybe help him. He could not cry out as his ability had robbed him of his speech. So he sat in silence.*