[color=#FFD700][u][h3]Daniel[/h3][/u][/color]

Daniel faced the person who called himself the proprietor of the Velvet Room and said, [color=#FFD700]“I had my hopes up that this was some sort of… supernatural phenomenon and not just a kidnapping. As it is, the endless line of beds is the only evidence I have of such and it could just be an illusion. So I echo the big man’s question; why are we here?”[/color]

The boy’s disappointment was palpable as he continued to observe, [color=#FFD700]“You’re outnumbered and without guns or weapons unlike more experienced kidnappers. Even if you can take us, we can cause chaos and wreck what you find useful in us. So give us a reason to not to resort to violence; preferably conclusive proof that this is more than some grand trick.”[/color]

Daniel knew that if he rushed the old man, he can lay hands on him before his ‘employees’ struck back, and when that happened, the other kidnapees will rush to help him… if he got what he wanted across.

He then mused as he inched closer to the old man’s desk, [color=#FFD700]“I’ve always wanted to see Magic… Sad that this is all perfectly [i]mundane[/i]...”[/color]