A loud knock suddenly came through the thick metal once he was sure he'd heard Faustus beginning to stir. Quite a nasty blow to the head he'd gotten from that baseball bat earlier. Complementary a certain faithful Disciple who probably packed the worst punch next to Landon. "Wakey wakey beautiful!" The muffled voice drifted out loudly to even more so get the male's attention from where Nash stood just outside the massive sculpture they kept in the back of the warehouse. Faustus stifled a wail of pain. Not only did his head hurt from being hit, but he was thirsty as all hell. How long had he been here? He'd had a restless night and had just begun to drift off to sleep when he heard the knock. "What do you WANT?" he demanded. Eyes closing as a smirk crossed Nash's face at the sound he could hear primarily he let out a snicker. One ear close to the small hatch in the side of the metal door he could hear what the other was saying but what the o