It was the pain that brought Jack from the blissful blackness of unconsciousness. Jack blinked his way back to the surface, and bit his lip before he cried out in pain. What the hell?! Jack carefully tested the bonds and knew he wasn't going anywhere, no slack whatsoever.
The feeling of deja vu was beginning to settle in -- a feeling Jack was not all comfortable with.
He turned his head to the side, seeing the remains of the wound on his arm. No, this was not a good position to be in at all. And it sounded like Suzie wasn't going to be doing anything (oh how he was going to throttle her later), and Jack didn't have enough time to get the warning to Owen before he blacked out. His ear felt strange which meant she had found the earpiece and there would be no second call.
"So, what?" Jack asked, looking up at his captor. "You know the Master and decided to take a page out of his playbook?"