Louis was in a slight panic. He had felt the hard grasp of the training dummy on his arm. He had instinctively flexed his muscles making lighting spark out. The light from this caused the shadows over the blank face of the dummy causing it to appear to have one. It undoubtedly caused Louis to react even more dramatically. He lashed out with a straight punch over and over trying to free himself. He didn't even notice that he had signaled the others in the gym by accident.
His attacks seemed to do the trick because when he was able to move his other arm again there was nothing holding him. But as he stepped forward he hit the body of the dummy with his foot. He knew exactly what it was and how it had gotten there. His blind attacks had caused it to fall to pieces as it was supposed to. But the haunting image of the dummy's shadow face was burned in to his brain.
