The guy is blown up from the spot with the first realization of this fact and breaks into a run to the entrance, hysterically typing the code from the intercom with his fingers. Only now his movements stop when a wet cloth covers the lower part of his face, and before his eyes it fades and it becomes very, very dark. The body weakens and the voices behind it are heard quieter and quieter.

***

— Where am I … — Manjiro sleepily opens his eyelids and tries to see everything he sees in front of him in a bound position, and then quietly wheezes from the pain in his knees, lowering his head down and realizing that in addition to being naked, he is also covered in bruises.
What the hell…

Sano raises himself to a sitting position and pulls his hands behind his back in an attempt to remove the rope from himself. But it is unsuccessful. With pain in his legs, the blonde rises from the cold floor and examines the room in which he is locked. At the same time, trying to listen and hear the presence of someone in the house, some voices, rustles, anything that can become a so-called «shoo-in» to stop wandering around the room in order to find a knife or other sharp object.
Creak.
A couple of guys similar to each other in appearance walk into the room and smile complacently, holding a long and obviously perfectly sharpened knife in their hands. One had long braids thrown behind his back, and he was painfully thin and pale, and the second had his hair dyed in bright colors.
And, nevertheless, on their faces there was not a drop of surprise at what was happening, as well as not a gram of embarrassment from the nakedness of their «prisoner» in front of them.
Manjiro shies away and takes a couple of steps back, presses his back against the wall and tries to quickly analyze their behavior and take cases of outcome in his head if a fight starts. In both cases, he will lose at least because of the hands tied behind his back, the number and the uncertainty of his location. He doesn’t even know how many people there are in this house.