Anthony whined at all the noise. He covered his ears, trying to not go completely insane from this. It didn't really work.

Ben finally sat down again, frustrated. He had to get up early in the morning, and he was already exhausted from his recent illness and all the stress in his family. This was the last thing he needed.

Anthony was so relieved at the silence. "Finally. Thank you." He curled up against the wall and tried to fall asleep or rest, yet again.

"Didn't do it for you." Ben muttered under his breath, wondering once more what was wrong with this guy.

It was quiet enough here that Anthony could hear what Ben said. "Doesn't matter," he shrugged, deciding to let it be and not say anything provocative anymore. He has better things to do instead of arguing — sleeping, for example.

Ben sat in the pew, his mind wandering to his children at home. They had to be worried now and would hopefully ask Elijah or someone else for help and organize a search party. He hoped so.

Anthony wasn't really worried at all about this. They'd get out of here once morning comes anyway, so there wasn't any reason to be afraid. And with that knowledge, he just went riiight back to sleep.

After a while Ben was banging on the door again. This was going to be a long night for Anthony.

Anthony was, unfortunately, a very light sleeper. Ben was annoying the absolute hell out of him and he really felt like he was going to kill him soon, but he stayed silent and didn't show his distaste for it at all. He didn't want another argument. So he just covered his ears and tried to rest again.

After a while, Ben sat down, frustrated. He wrapped his arms around himself, but it was beginning to get very cold. He coughed.