When people of the camp stood up and pointed their weapons at him, Dave understood that this was going to be a long night. Soon he was dragged to the center of the camp, they tied his hands and legs and started beating him up, he did not understand what he did to deserve this, he tried reasoning with them, but it was a futile effort.
With no one giving any crap about his protest, he understood that these guys wouldn't stop at anything, he understood that this night would be pretty similar to the night Carlin's soldiers tortured him, they didn't interrogate him nor asked him anything, they just started torturing him.
'Why the fuck my luck is so shitty?' he thought. His luck always betrayed him, he was born into that shitty family, he made the phone call to an unknown shady company, now he has been stuck in this place, he was tortured when he got this place and now he was tortured once again. He started thinking maybe lady luck doesn't like him.