"Enough!" Thomas bellowed as he aimed his revolver at Alex. "You will release us from this entrapment and we will go our separate ways, either that or I show you just how quickly I can pull a trigger."
Alex remained unmoved, merely regarding Thomas for a moment, his gaze drawing a close parallel to how one would stare at something pathetic.
"Thomas, no!" Gerald intoned loudly as he grabbed Thomas's wrist. "Alex is right, something doesn't add up about all this."
"... You." Thomas stared at Gerald, confused that one of those he trusted would so easily fall prey to the words of a stranger. "Is his money that more important than our friendship!"
"Of course not but think!... How can it be that despite being placed here to watch over the Labyrinth, the D.O.D and even the Church have paid no heed to this place? Does that even make any sense?"
"That… of course, I told you those bastards only think about themselves!"
