"Mild.... will you shut your trap, or so help me, I will shove my fist down your throat. You're used to shoving things down your throat anyway..." Alexei mumbled lazily; his voice barely trying to sound human. Suddenly, his dizziness wore off. He sat straight as he took in his surroundings; the chairs were messed up, and what was worse was that his glass was still empty. Alexei stood up; not paying attention to Telefag... or was it even Telefag, he couldn't tell. Suddenly, those sounds were becoming audible... they weren't noises, they were hysteric screams. 

"Telefag! You hear that?" Alexei called out as he pulled out his pistol. Alexei faced the backdoor as he realized that the noise was coming from there; albeit muffled. "Telefag, I'll take the point. Go and get Melinda, as well as Crack Druid." Alexei gritted behind his teeth as he slowly approached the oaken door, pointing his gun at it. The assassin stood in front of the barrier as he tried to use his Sight of the Hidden, however, his head was too distorted to even use it. Alexei rubbed his temple as he shook his head. 

"Whoever you are... Whether you're jacking off, or being jacked off, I'm breaking through the door! Mild, if you're still alive---" Alexei stopped talking as he noticed that the worthless hunting shotgun that belonged to Mild was gone. "Mild... What happened?" Alexei growled as he delivered a well-aimed kick at the door, hoping that it would open and reveal the sight within.