The gunshot went off again, the pain blossoming and destroying half of his face. Joseph could only snarl as the world went dark as he fell. Finally it comes back but off. Eyes slowly open revealing not a dark tunnel but instead a room. A familiar room...for several moments Joseph looks around as much he can. It finally dawns on him that he is in the Chapter House. Somehow.
Blinking it dawns on him that he is looking at the ceiling, makes sense. He can see a good part of the room as he turns his head. Finally he tries to stand but finds purchase on nothing. He doesn't feel his limbs either.. Looking down at his shoulder he sees only his shoulder and nothing more. The same for the other shoulder. By this point he doesn't even try to look at his legs. He just lays his head back and licks his lips, which taste of dried blood.
He laughs as the Beast rises up demanding blood for what had been done. Joseph holds it close remembering what it was like when he had first escaped the tomb, what it was like to be free. I have failed at so much. The thought brings a beastly grin to his face.