Chapter 71 - All according to Plan (1/2)
”How long till an escape plan stretch? I am starting to get hungry.” Black dominated Peter's vision as he started to come back to life. ”I-I-I'm thinking of one, but it's coming along slowly. Having trouble thinking.” The pained voice of Reed registered in his head as he shook it once and then twice.
Peter flexed his fingers on reflex, curling them until they stopped in surprise. His fingers curled on the cold metal over his palm and on instinct he tried to move his arms. And that was when Peter realised that he couldn't move them.
Not just that, he couldn't move his legs or torso either, it was all being restrained. Blinking his eyes in pain, he brushed off the ringing in his ear and his splitting headache and opened his eyes. ”Anyone get the number of that truck?”
The words slipped out as he tried to shift his neck to no success. The noise that had been coming from around him stopped, as he reorientated himself. That was also when he realised that he was upside down. His eyes shifted down behind the mask and he couldn't help his thoughts. 'Thank god blood doesn't rush to my head, or I would have died ages ago.'
”Web head you're finally awake.” The deep voice snapped Peter out of his thoughts as he registered that the voice came from ben. Looking to where the voice came from he spotted his big orange friends in almost the same contraption that he was in, but up right of course.
With metal covering his whole body except his head, Ben couldn't move any part of his body to exert strength and because of that, he was trapped. 'Just like the rest of them.' ”Yeah…” His voice trailed off as he finally woke up fully.
His eyes scanned the room they were in noting the damp area, gloomy atmosphere and grey bricks that surrounded them. Taking a quick peek at the water of the ground, chains on the walls and old medieval torture devices that littered the room, his mind quickly came to a conclusion, one he shared with the others.
”We're in a dungeon. A real dungeon….It's been such a long time since the last one.” ”Wait you've been in one before?” The question came from Johnny who was also locked up. Turning to look at him peter saw him inside a square see through box, more of a containment cell. His body was restrained and he was up to his neck in some type of substance, Peter brain instantly figured out that it dampened Johnny's flames.
Peter looked him in the eye as he replied in a rather chipper voice. ”You'd be surprised how many times you wind up in a dungeon in the line of business. I've been in…4…. No 5!” ”That's not something to be happy about!”
This time it was Sue who spoke up as Johnny gave a small chuckle at the information. Turning to look at her Peter saw that she was also in a containment Cell. While she was not restrained like Peter or ben, the glass was something reinforced. She wouldn't be able to break them with one of her force fields.
With small holes in the roof to provide her with air, there was no other way out. ”Calm down, we got one of the smartest people in the world in our corner, I'm sure he'll think of something soon.” Saying that Peter finally looked at Reed.
He was in the worst condition of the group; unlike the other who were just restrained Reed was much worse off. The containment cell he was in connected to some type of vent that was feeding cold air into the room.
There were no hole to let out the freezing temperature and Peter could already see the ice forming in the room. Reed was restrained and strapped to a chair. Icicles had formed on his skin and he now knew why his voice was so pained before.
Having skin that was like rubber, Doom was making his body reach such cold temperatures so that he couldn't use his powers. If he did, it was possible that he could damage his internal blood vessels and cause even worse damage.