Liam grinned and started leading the way, "Follow me then," he said gleefully. He headed for the warehouse that Dana was in. As they walked along, Liam tucked his arm into Abel's, "So, what shall we do first after freeing, it?" He asked, sneering a bit at the reference to Dana.
Dana was still trying to struggle to get her arms and wrists free from the bindings, hoping that maybe her own blood was making her skin and the rope both slippery. She also continued to cry out, though her voice was becoming hoarse, and she was in general becoming fatigued from the futile attempts of escape. It was just before Liam and Abel walked into the warehouse that she passed out.
Liam opened the door to the warehouse and lead Abel inside, and pointed straight ahead, "It'll be over there," he said with a shrug as he walked over. The sound of a switch flip was quickly followed by blinding lights in only the area that Dana was, Liam started laughing a bit sadistically, "Oh my, now I'm wondering if we are too late," he commented. Obviously, he didn't care. He just didn't want her to have Abel, especially since he couldn't. Dana looked limp, and pale as she hung from the ceiling on her side. Her bright copper curls flowing down from the side of her head, some of it covering her face from her struggles.