Sam wondered what was going on and ran behind them but stopped dead in her tracks as she saw a portal in her backyard with John and Serena holding it open long enough to jump through without hesitation and disappearing into thin air. "what the actual hell??" she asked to herself, running her hand through her hair in disbelief that she just saw her guests and sister vanish from sight. Kay laid limp over the shoulder of her attacker as they emerged on the other side of the portal. On the other side was a derelict tunnel that weaved and wove in all directions, becoming clear to anyone native in Seattle that these were the old underground tunnels that is not for general access for the most part. Weaving through, carefully treading their heavy boots on the rubble ground and finally reaching an old brittle wooden ladder going down another level, they carefully climbed down with Kay still in grip. Reaching the lower level they hoisted Kay back down off their shoulder, placing her down on the ground whilst they grabbed the nearby dirty thick rope to which they used to wrap round Kay's wrists and then threw the other end up and over a beam. Grabbing the rope once again, they pulled hard on it, hoisting her up, making her dangle by her wrists, feet a good 4feet above the ground where they then tied the rope on a pillar as complex as possible. Kay soon groaned as she started to come round slightly, her vision blurry as she computed what had happened. "w-what's..going on?" she mumbled. "oh, you're awake" the disguised figure said, walking up to her and looking up. "thought you'd be out longer than that, guess it's true that phoenix's don't remain unconscious for long" they said. With her throbbing headache, she could barely focus on who took her and was struggling to even stay awake. She just hoped John and Serena would notice her absence. "t-they'll come...for m-me..." she stammered, "oh I'm hoping they will" they replied with a smirk. "y-you'll r--" she tried to say before passing back out again, her whole environment swimming and swaying, as if she was paraletically drunk as she did so.