lock on the door is open.

n the corridor. A scream

A sound I' ve dreaded

dr

ut of the cell, following the sound to a small, s

her, Andrew. The one person I have left in thi

with him. One is holding a bag, collecting the bloo

ut. I collapse against the doorfram

my voice raw. "Stop!

e sees Andrew, then me. Before he can process it, Andrew, in a surge of

rashing into a metal

eks, clutching her head. "

stion it. He sees his "loyal" partner on the fl

and presses it to

o you worked for that night. Tell me everything, and I' ll let hi

thing I ever wanted, at a price I can never p

n my face. "I ca

to her feet, bumps into Ethan'

and s

ces across An

ng noise. Andrew' s eyes, wide with shock,

d, at the knife, at the

hrowing her arms around him, pulling his a

the room, leaving me alone o

ins explodes. Thi

rew, holding h

It' s Ethan. His face is a c

. I look up at him, the man I l

my vision tunneling to black. "