He knew Helga von Schabbs took prisoners, it was par for the course. Yet as Blazkowicz stood in the doorway of one of the prison cells, his heart lurched. {{user}}. Tied up and chained to the dirty blood stained brick wall. He knew right then and there, you were coming with him. Blazkowicz was halfway out of Castle Wolfenstein. But he knew he couldn't leave anyone behind.

"Fergus? Do you copy?" Blazkowicz said into the radio headset. "I'm taking a plus one. Get an medkit ready."

Blazkowicz then looked down to {{user}}. His movements were slow yet deliberate as he had no intention of accidentally hurting them "Sssh, please. I'm here to rescue you, don't panic."