Ben took a deep breath. What was this guy's problem. But still Ben ignored him. "Hello!? I'm locked inside!" He didn't say 'we', because he didn't care what happened to that piece of garbage he was trapped with.

Anthony frowned, very unsure of how long he can tolerate this. Not very long, he found out. "Noone's there," he said. If someone were there, then they'd have probably helped them by now.

Ben turned, although he could not see Anthony. "If you have a better idea, I would love to hear it."

"Never said I had a better idea," Anthony shrugged. Really, he didn't have any idea at all as to how he will deal with this. "was just saying your idea is stupid."

Ben didn't know what was worse, being trapped in a church on a cold night, while his children were waiting at home, or having to deal with this prick. He cast his eyes up once more. "Then I suggest you just shut up," he said.

One thing was clear. If this was going to last the entire night, Ben was probably going to go after Simon and get hanged for murder.

Anthony laughed. "I'm not gonna do that," he said. He had kind of considered just shutting the hell up and waiting for this all to be over, but now that Ben had told him to shut up, he was hellbent on doing the absolute opposite of that.

Ben clenched his teeth and fists. "What exactly is your problem?"

"You know, if you want someone to stop talking then asking them questions isn't the way to go about that," Anthony 'advised'.

Ben breathed in deeply and then walked away, passing the walls and looking for another exit.

Anthony frowned at the lack of a reaction on Ben's part. "Where are you going?" he asked as he saw the guy just walk away.