Kinney shakes his head, ignoring the wave of dizziness that sweeps through him. "No idea. Thought I was delirious at the time. Matter of fact, still do. 'Cause there's no way this can be real. I am probably high off my ass on Amytals and dreaming all of this. Though usually my dreams don't do such horrible things to my ankles."

At least his captors hadn't cut out his tongue. Thank God for small favors, right? Ha ha ha...

"How did you get here? Wait, doesn't matter, I'm high as dicks and hallucinating. You could tell me you used Mary Poppins' magic umbrella and I'd accept it."