Caretaker groggily awoke bound to a chair. They groaned as they raised their head at their surroundings. The first thing they saw was whumpee across from them tied to a chair in similar fashion. They were gagged and unconscious, blood coated the side of their face and hair.
"Whumpee!" Caretaker shouted, trying to jerk out of their restraints.
"They're alive." Whumpers voice soothed. They stood behind whumpee and stroked the side of their face.
"I admit, their head got hit far too hard. I hoped they would be awake by now. Especially now." Whumper sighed while caretaker stared in wordless horror.
"But worry not! We'll get them checked out." Whumper chirped, pulling a chair next to whumpee, who still didn't move.
"After- you've answered all my questions, of course."

















