Jacob snarled as he heard another voice. There were two of them. He looked around the room once more to see if there was anything he could use, but his choices were limited. The scalpel, his hospital gown, and the overhead light. He slipped the blade up behind him and cut the tie holding the gown together, silently thanking whoever did this to him had the decency to leave him his boxers, before slipping it off and cutting it to shreds. Taking one of the cloth strips he wrapped it around his hand, binding the scalpel to it so he would be hard to disarm him. "If you are who you say you are, then you will back the hell away."