Not only did Aslan abandoned them, he even sold them out to the enemy? How low can a piece of crap fall to? As much as Josh would've liked to deliver some colourful words to his 'friend', now wasn't the time to do so.
He double-checked the locks on the cupboard. After confirming that everything was in place, he took the nail gun and readied himself. Before he could put his plan into action, he heard the attackers laughing loudly.
"What did I tell you? These Blacks are nothing but cowards. Wetting themselves in the slightest face of danger... Pfft- pathetic fools."
Another man stepped in the conversation, "Are you certain there are people inside?"
"Yes, s-sir!" Aslan blurted out.
"Well then, we don't have any use of you anymore. Do we?" Then they all started laughing like maniacs.
"N-NO! Y-You said you'll let me go if I lead you to the others!" Aslan started crying like a newborn. But none of his pleas was heard.
