Things We Lost || Thomas, Natalie, Kris & Rose
To the say very least, Thomas hadn't been happy when Kris had interrupted him. Torturing someone might not be the nicest way to get answers out of someone, but it is quite effective. There are limits to humans, and not even Jessica with her seemingly neverending love for a god that doesn't exist would last more than a couple of hours with him. Kris may have gotten a promise from the older woman to lead her where she needed to go, but that didn't mean wherever it is that they're going isn't a trap. Maybe if he had had more time he could have been able to deduce that from her. Now all that's left to do is prepare for battle.
He's dressed in the same way he'd been when he was torturing Jessica, the entirety of his arsenal hidden throughout his body. The only thing he would not be bringing into where Jessica led them was his rifle. He plans on being as close to this thing as he possibly can, protecting whom he can and making sure he gets out of there alive to be with his family again.
As per usual, he drives by himself. There's no music in his car anymore; nothing can drown out the evergrowing sounds of delighted mischief that call the group forward. His feature are set into a heavy frown as they increase in frequency and volume, to the point where his entire face is composed of lines that speak too much of his age and the worries he has seen. Perhaps the only thing that makes his expression harden further is when the noises stop. It's so abrupt he can imagine everyone else is wondering about the lack of sound. It's eerily silent now. Months have passed since the screaming first started. He's grown used to hearing them in the night, and while the quiet is greatly appreciated, he hardly believes it to be a good sign.
They arrive at the prison moments later. Thomas parks his car haphazardly, making sure the nose of his vehicle is facing outwards in case they need to make a quick escape. The rest of the survivors do pretty much the same. They're focused on a rescue mission, and that is what at the heart of the way that breaks out nearly instantly. They're there to make sure the rest of their friends are safe again, and that's the main reason he makes his way over to Kris and swallows his pride before asking what he can do. "Prisoners are probably being kept at the back." He says calmly before making sure there is a sufficient amount of ammo inside the pockets of his jacket. "I'm ready when you are." He won't deny he believes that they won't find them in the cells. The most probable situation is that they're already nailed to one of the crosses that litter the grass around the prison. And if they are in their cells, the memories now in their heads will hardly allow them to continue as they once had.