Sub POV

He's right.. it is what friends are supposed to do.. but I still can't wrap my head around why he did that for me. I hope that I can return the favor in some way. He deserves it.

However, Before anyone gets a chance to say another word, the lights go out and flicker back on a moment after, revealing new positions. I'm in one of the chairs against the wall, with my mouth covered by a cloth.

I look to the left of me to see Denis tied in the chair next to me, with Corl in the chair next to him. I look ahead to see Elijah tied to a chair in front of Alex and Ethan. He's the new interrogator.

He beholds a surprised look on his face before replacing it with a smirk and saying,

"THERE'S A NEW SHERIFF IN TOWN."

Everyone giggles a bit and I let out a small chuckle, though it was muffled by the cloth. He always finds a way to be goofy in serious situations.

"Ok, ok. Jokes aside, what was the first brand of toothpaste to be sold in tubes rather than jars? I select Ethan to answer," Elijah says.

Ethan POV

I'm expected to know these things? Why toothpaste? I never thought I'd have to do this in my life, but, before I know it, I'm overthinking every brand of toothpaste I know.

Colgate, Crest.. what else? I never really pay much attention to toothpaste brands. The biggest bet I have is to take an educated guess.

So, I do just that. I mostly only see Colgate. That's the main brand of toothpaste I know. I'm about to say it, but I hold myself back. If it's wrong, I'll only have one chance left... but here goes nothing.

"C-Colgate?" I ask with hesitation.

"Um.. I'm sorry Ethan.. that's.. incorrect," Elijah's saddened voice says.

There it goes. Another life down the drain. One chance left.