Damien
Damien was not very pleased at the moment. He'd been shocked by the attack. Literally, really. One of them had a stun gun. Seemed to like using it. The next time he opened his eyes, he was in a very unfamiliar room. Probably the sort of place he'd have invited Ron to for breaking stuff. Nothing like a little harmless destruction for fun. Though he could have done without the screams. Damien had, during these times, tried to figure out who those voices belonged to, but found it difficult. It was a pretty big place. They were probably all separated. He wasn't exactly completely afraid. He was used to fear before. He had seen it in several people's eyes when they saw him, when they recognized what he was.. mostly a nun or priest. But these screams, the yells he had heard.. they could very well be from those he knew were living in the same place as him. He still couldn't believe it. But then on some level, he probably could. It will all be fine, my hot ass, he thought to himself.
He was also concerned that he would get his turn at some point. He was stuck in a cage. He had tried to focus. To somehow cause the lock to bust or move. But.. no, it had to be complicated. He also wondered if he should try making a car crash in. But that was a no-go as well.. he had no idea what place he was in, and knowing his luck, it might make an opening somewhere on the other side of this place. Still left the problem of him being closed in here. He was so not looking forward to this. He definitely wasn't up for being strapped down somewhere if it came to that. He had already had that experience when he was five, being dragged into a church by his foster father, held down on the altar. It was only the intervention of a policeman that had saved him.
He somehow doubted the cops would be coming this time around. Though he did know that those who were here, the leaders of the residence, they were far more gifted than an officer on the street. Did they know he was missing? That anyone else was missing too? Just how many of them had been taken away? He wasn't certain a rescue was coming, but hoped so anyway. Though he wasn't keen on needing to be rescued. He would prefer to not need help, but at this point, he would take anything. He continued to pace in the space he was given, shaking his head. There had to be a way out of here. There just had to be. "I bet the Nazarene would love to see me now," he mumbled to himself.