This was an outrage! How could this man act so natural when he had just kidnapped several innocent, seemingly random people off the street? The fact that the man thought the sand was more interesting than the predicament he had put them in made Pat's blood boil more than the fact that he was his captor. 

"Listen kid, I don't care about your fricken cleaning duties! You've got bigger things to worry about than some sand on the floor, I'm sure any second now we'll be hearing sirens and seeing blue and white lights. Or are you so crazy you think you can drug and snatch people without anyone noticing?"

Pat felt a bit better after his outburst, though in hindsight it probably wasn't the smartest move to yell at your captor. The insanity of the situation must be getting to him. Head clear, Pat was able to analyze the mans words a bit more closely. The man clearly believed that one of them was responsible for the sand in the room, but how was that possible? It wasn't like someone could take a gallon of sand with them while unconscious. [i]When the police finally catch up with us I'll make sure to recommend they send these guys straight to the insane asylum, They're a whole new kind of crazy.[/i]