Almost every holding room that Andy was dragged by contained at least one person. He could hear them complaining, asking to be let out, requesting certain things and arguing with those they may have been put into a room with. He could hear familiar voices but at the same time, he honestly wasn't sure whether it could be his mind playing up or not. All he knew was that he somehow felt better knowing that it wasn't just his band that had been captured by these strange people. There were many other bands, and he was sure that they were not done capturing.
Eventually, they stopped and held him there at a stance. They began speaking Russian to eac