“A thing.” Kole breathed.

Amongst the fear and relief Kole felt of their lucky, if very messy, escape from being killed by a giant bird something else was starting to well up. Questions without answers resurfaced in Koles mind now free of the horror from imminent death. They were very good questions comprising mostly of things like Where are we? What is going on? How did I get here? They were questions that Kole very much wanted clear and a definitive answers to. Alongside those angers anger also bubbled up, it was apparent that Muse knew the answers to these questions but so far had either refused to answer them or skirted around them.

He gripped his phone, feeling the rounded edges dig dully into his fingers and palm, to give him strength. With a heavy glare, made somewhat more intimidating from the dripping blood starting to dry on him, Kole stamped his way over to Muse but stopped a few steps short. While he may be angry he was not an angry idiot.

“A thing who won’t give us any decent answers.” He declared with an accusing stab at Muse. “Now for god’s sake tell me where the heck we are and what is going on, because I have no clue what so ever.” He then held up his phone with thumb poised above the screen. “And if you don’t I swear I will bring out another bus!” He said like an angry idiot.