Jack's POV
A week later.

"Jack." A familiar voice says and I open my eyes and sit up to look at Pitch, the creepiest guy in here.

"If you're wanting me to join you and go on a killing spree when we bust out, again, my answer is no." I say having enough of this psycho telling me we'll do great things when we bust out.

"No, I'm actually here to tell you about getting out of here, I have a plan." He says sitting next to me. He does?

"What?" I ask quietly. Maybe I can use him to bust out..

"Family day is next month and there will be kids visiting mommy and daddy. All we need to do is grab a hostage from down here and make our way up then switch the adult hostage for a kid one and we can leave." He says and I look at him and shake my head.

"No way, you're sick." I say standing up. I'd never hurt a kid. Even if the killer I was after had kids, I'd never hurt them.

"Jack, eventually you will realise we were made for eachother because nothing goes better than cold and dark." He says and I turn around then get up and walk over to the door and bash on it making the guards open it.

"Yeah, hi, I'm done with playtime and want to go back to my cell." I say and the guard looks at me and smirks.

"Well playtime isn't over for another hour so try not to kill anyone." The guard replies.

I make sure he's the only guard around before kicking him in the side then stealing his tazer stick and I electrocute him making him scream in pain. The inmates laugh hysterically while I just glare at him.

Guards then run in and everyone goes quiet. I'm kicked over then tazered until the point where I'm about to pass out then I'm left while the guard is carried out in a stretcher.

I'm picked up by Pitch then put on a table and I breathe uneasily and twitch every now and then from the electricity going through my body. "Still want to stay?" Pitch asks as I slip into the darkness again.