Banhammer laughed, his oktavist voice echoing against the dark walls of the hallway, his large footsteps doing the same. More than a foot taller than the boy, he grabbed the back of Medkit's shirt and leaned down over his shoulder. He had him right where he wanted...perfect. "No running away now," he thought, the grin on his face displaying his shark-like teeth. "Funny seeing you here," he purred. "Tell me, my love...why are you wandering my domain so late at night? Alone...it's dangerous."