"Hey, I've got another question," Zack said, jerking his chin toward the inside of the mansion. "How d'you know we're stuck here? We could have some sort of amazing teleportation skill that you've never even heard about, and I don't see any chains on us yet."
Zack glanced toward Chase, a grin tugging at his lips as he lifted one eyebrow. "Now would be the time for you to teleport exactly three inches to the left -- just to give my theory that little extra bit it needs to be amazing."
Thinking seriously for a moment, though, Zack wasn't sure what he thought of this mess. He'd like to have a few words with whoever was in charge here...