The Caretaker hesitated for a brief moment, almost losing his menacing composure as he brought his hand to his cheek where a burn mark appeared. This did not go unnoticed by his prisoner as he had to be set down so that the madman could rub the sore area.
A look of dark concentration filled his face. "Mitchel you are needed!" he projected "go help your friend Andy!" he hesitated again and thought "best to err on the side of caution!" and commanded with his thoughts several other waxworks in the area to subdue his latest troublemaker.
It did not escape Ben's notice either that the Caretaker looked quite drained after his little effort. He couldn't have realised that the Caretaker was linked to all the wax in the waxworks and thus reasoning this is as why he could control all the wax statues, but he knew it had something to do with Zack.
Mitchel was standing posed in a heroic style, the confident boyish grin belying his mental anguish as the lightning caused the lights around to flicker like strobes. Deep in his mind he could hear his name "Mitchel you are needed!" and slowly his body moved of its own accord towards the incomplete Superman diorama. In his field of view he could make out other waxworks moving robotically in the same direction.