There's the briefest of flashes, he's in a chair, surrounded by apparatus and a bright light shines in his face. A voice from behind the light asks him, "Are you ready, *****??" Everything goes dark.
He was back in the darkness, but not alone as he had been. In front of him was a fair haired young man, thin and with a thoughtful face. His hair was well kept, and his clothes neat. He looked at Pink, partly curious but mostly confused.
"This can't be right..." His voice trailed off with a chuckle. A shadowy, clawed hand wrapped around the young man's wrist. He looked backward at something Pink couldn't see and addressed it, "Patience, I'm coming."
He looked back at Pink, more critically than ever. "Well, good luck, I suppose." He took a step backward, and the darkness swallowed him.
Pink finally showed signs of life since he got on board. First it was a little grunting from weird dream he was having, but with the commotion from the others Pink finally opened his eyes.
"Where are we?" he asked trying to get up but his body refused and only gave him pain ares ares response. He heard someone say shut up and tried looking around until he found some dead looking guy. "Hey buddy, I think if you wanted us to work with you, maybe the first thing you shouldn't say is shut up."
Taking another look around Pink figured out they were in a cage and the Moogle and the other guy who was with them when the shadow creatures attacked. The Moogle looked hurt, and yet still willing to fight.
"So why wait for them to bring us food when we could just break out now?" Pink asked.