Frank didn't want to speculate that there might be more than one kid strung up by anyone, and for a moment, he almost commented on it in case they were thinking of the same kid. It couldn't be too weird that they both knew him; there weren't many of them around here, anyway, and how many of them had looked that worked over when there wasn't a demon wielding a whip?

In the end, he pulled out his gun as well and followed along. When he reached the door, he paused. Standard pause and entrance.

"We actually goin' in there?" If it was a person in there, and not something mimicking a person, they ought to do something.