On the roof...
Wherever the captives all are now, they are bound tightly, and exposed. A cold wind blows, smelling of rain, as if they are out in the open. By now, the poison is wearing off...
Their vision will be dim for a few minutes, until it wears off entirely, and their mouths will be very dry.
Their vision will be dim for a few minutes, until it wears off entirely, and their mouths will be very dry.