Fourteenth Abduction [Accidental Video] You set your world on fire

[cant_just_hang]

[The video flickers on to a close up of Rebecca's face. She's curled up in a ball in the corner of a very tight space. Her hair is plastered to her face with sweat and she looks terrified. Flames can be seen flickering at the edges of the video occasionally.]

Rebecca, I want to play a game. Once upon a time you left someone to burn

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[srsbusinessk]

Sam comes to in a far off corner of the room, groaning a little as he sits up. It takes him a second to realize that he doesn't recognize where he is or know how he got there and why does his head hurt so much? There's someone else in the room, someone he doesn't recognize, but he doesn't seem to be moving so Sam starts heading over to him when he notices the furnace in the center of the room. Curiosity takes over concern and he moves closer to one of the windows, only to find that there's someone in the furnace. Panic sets in.

"Rebecca?!"

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[cant_just_hang]

She recognizes that voice and then when he comes to the window she recognizes his face.

"Sam! Are you okay? Can you open the door on this?"

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[srsbusinessk]

Sam doesn't respond to the first question, all but shaking his head. She's the one trapped in a furnace, not him. He's better off than the president in comparison. He circles around it until he finds the door and pulls on it, quickly finding it to be an exercise in futility. Which is saying a lot, considering he's got a lot better than spinach inside him.

He slams his hand against in frustration, swearing a little, before going back to the window. The sight of the flames makes him uneasy in ways he doesn't ever want to get into but all that has to be set aside. Saving Rebecca comes first. "It's locked tight. Can you get away from the flames while we figure this out?" We meaning him and the mystery guy in the corner that Sam has decided really needs to wake up right about now.

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[cant_just_hang]

Good point but Rebecca's question isn't entirely selfless. His state of wellness at the moment is a bit pressing. She has to get out of here and so far, doing so alone hasn't worked well. She finds herself holding her breath while he tries to pull the door open, eyes closed against hoping.

She nods at his question and tries to cram herself into the corner away from the flames even tighter. "Right now I'm worried more about dehydration and heat stroke than I am getting burned."

She pauses because she heard the man through her device. She knows what this is. Why this is being done and guilt washes over her. It's not a feeling she usually indulges in. She did what she had to do to survive. Two of the deaths had been an accident. She fights through the guilt to focus on the way that was given to save her.

"Do you see the pipes he's talking about? Is there someone else there with you?"

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[srsbusinessk]

He doesn't know who 'he' is, but he doesn't stop to think about it or ask about it. His mind's caught on the current situation, trapped inside those flames just as much as Rebecca is, and all the little details don't matter anymore. What matters is getting her out, saving her from this fire because he's never been able to before. It's a strange sort of desperation and it surges through ever fiber of his being.

So he's not entirely thinking straight when he starts looking around for the pipes. "The pipes, they're," he pauses, studying them a little, "They're not connected, but they lead to the furnace. They must control the gas flow." But the more he inspects them, the more he realizes there's no way he can do this by himself. He glances over to the man again, then turns to Rebecca, "I'll try to wake him up. We're gonna get you out of this, okay?"

[ Action ]; oh god so late I'm sorry

[spiritofsorrow]

Sorrow's eyes slide open, silver dots in all the glow from the orange light in the center of the room, it's kind of soft and muted, so he blinks hard to clear it, and then there's a man and a woman and a wave of warmth from--

The furnace?

"Bozhemoi, what is this--" He scrambles to his feet and rushes over beside Sam.

Re: [ Action ];No worries, back tagging is fine.

[cant_just_hang]

Rebecca has no idea who Sorrow is but she's glad to see he's there. The furnace is getting hotter. She shoves her hair away from her face. Her skin is beginning blister very slightly.

"A trap--puzzle--test. I don't know but I can't get out from the inside."

She's not going to beg or plead but it's getting beyond hot and she hates that she can't get herself out of this. She has to rely on others. It's a skill Rebecca has never mastered.

[ Action ]; Seconding that notion! :]<3

[srsbusinessk]

Sam doesn't know him either, has only caught brief glimpses of him from the Network, but the other unknown in this room bothers him more than that: the expression on Rebecca's face. He doesn't know about what happened to her, about the fire that saved her and ruined her, but he can see it on her face. It's the same expression Dean gets when he's panicking, and it's something that almost never happens.

He doesn't waste another second. He turns to Sorrow, trying to keep his voice calm but his face betrays him in every crease between his eyebrows that shows just how nervous and scared and panicked he is. "These pipes, they're. They're connected to the furnace, so I can only guess that they're the key to getting her out. We gotta put em together, and quick." Sam knows that they don't really have to do anything, at least Sorrow doesn't, but his eyes are pleading, desperate. Because even if they aren't technically obligated to save her, every cell in Sam's body know he has to. He can't let someone else burn right in front of him.

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[spiritofsorrow]

"We'll get you out!" He nudges Sam, points at all the peripherals to the furnace. "There has to be a valve we can break, release the hot air, divert it away? I don't know how this mechanism works. But there are all these pipes."

Something bothers him about the fact that there are all these valves and pipes around him -- so he goes and leans over them, starts pawing across them, trying to twist at the joints, see if anything can be sheared apart.

This wasn't an old Soviet furnace, and he wasn't good with engineering. Still, he knew that the flames were being fed by these, and so if he could just force that flow to stop...

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[cant_just_hang]

He forces the pipes on one side and the flames leap higher. Rebecca pushes back harder against the corner she's in. Her eyes almost glaze over and she's staring into the flames like there's something else there. It's only in her head but she sees Pony Man hidden in that fire. She claws frantically at the window then hits it repeatedly with her elbow and as much force as she can manage.

"That's not it!" she yells panicked.

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[srsbusinessk]

"Shit, shit, stop!" Sam yells, panicking just as much and grabbing Sorrow's arm. Wide eyed, trying to figure out the next step, he examines the pipes a little closer and notices there are essentially two sets, identical if only in that they lead to the same place. "Here, you take this side, I'll take that side. We gotta get this done quick, but if you force it, it'll only raise the temperature."

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[spiritofsorrow]

Sorrow jerks back -- damn, it opened them more! But as he follows Sam's line of sight, he nods in agreement, and stays with these pipes as Sam rushes away to the other side.

"On your mark." Sorrow grabs hold of the pipes but doesn't turn yet, hands still and eyes settled on Sam. They're oddly calm -- not peaceful, but collected.

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[cant_just_hang]

Rebecca visibly relaxes when the flames back down. She's still hot and she's beginning to wonder if she's becoming delirious from the heat. She could swear she can see Pony Man in glimpses out the window.

[Audio -- Sliiiight Threadjack?]

[absinthe_eyed]

Excuse me. Sam Winchester?

[Audio]

[srsbusinessk]

[After jumping a little, because he forgot he even had a device]

Uh, yeah. Yes, that's me.

[Audio]

[absinthe_eyed]

Sorry. This is Justin Pendleton with the police; I'm attempting to locate Rebecca. She said that you have a better view of your surroundings than she does.

Could you describe the building you're in?