Terrell looked on in shock, his eyes being met by Ross' aggressive gaze towards the trio. A sickening smirk was curling at the ends of the doctor's mouth, scoffing at their stupidity.

"You two didn't learn your lesson the first time, huh?" The man taunted, pacing around with a metal baseball in his hand.

"Do you really think you can tackle three people all by yourself, Ross?" Terrell responded boldly.

"Why wouldn't I?" He tilted his head. "We've got a paranoid schizophrenic, a pregnant whore and only one person to save them – I think I'd be able to win this." His smirk twisted itself into a hysterical smile like something out of a superhero comic book.

Although he didn't want to openly admit defeat, Terrell pursed his lips at the man's reply, knowing that the three of them would have been battered in seconds had they attacked first.

"What do you think you're going to accomplish by leaving this place?" The doctor narrowed his eyes, stepping a little closer to the three which triggered Celeste's brows to upturn in a panic. "And you," He looked over at Eva. "What do you think is going to happen when you leave? Last time I checked, you had a fear of swimming – you won't possibly survive four days out there."

"And what do you gain from experimenting on all of us, Ross?" Terrell spoke, causing Eva's eyes to widen.

"Terrell, stop." She hissed, holding onto Celeste in a comforting – yet annoyed manner.

"I gain my income, Jenkins. I get paid to do what I'm doing. That still doesn't answer my question, what do you think you're going to acc-"

"Justice." Terrell bluntly stated, gaining a cackle from Ross. "Justice for my brothers and sisters who've been wrongfully taken from the streets and their homes in order to be your lab rats."

"You really think anybody would believe that?"

"I'll do whatever it takes, asshole. You're one sick motherfucker and you'll pay for all of this – one way or another."

The man's face showed calmness at the fact that the government would have his back in all of this, and Terrell will just sound like another crazy, tin foil conspiracy theorist.

"No one's ever going to believe you. Or any of you. The minute you tell them you were here – you really think they're going to nod and say 'Ah yes, the crazy person from Springwater Asylum – home to many who've been put there due to criminal acts – says that the head doctor and nurses collaborated in unethical experiments which the patients were subjected to'"

"You're a monster!" Celeste cried, tears beginning to brew in her eyes.

"Go back, and I won't have to hurt you – Jenkins. Or your little accomplices." Ross requested, holding onto the baseball bat before waiting for the three of them to turn around and walk.

Terrell let out a defeated sigh, looking down on the ground beneath him in shame. He turned around and looked over at the two girls, shaking his head.

"Are you serious?" Eva spoke, her heart sinking in disbelief.

"Just go." Terrell said, ushering the two other girls back to the door where they'd enter from.

Fortunately, Ross had made himself to be clearly obvious, causing Terrell to turn back around, punching the man in his groin as he almost swung the baseball bat, the weapon which Terrell ducked away from.

The doctor fell back in pain, groaning at the burning sensation rushing through his body. This gave Terrell the chance to hover over him, tightening his fists around the man's pale neck. His grip became tighter, almost loosing himself in the moment. The man channeled all his anger from day one, letting it out by choking Ross who was beginning to lose his breath, along with his vision as it became blurry.

It took him almost ten more minutes until he snapped out of his angered state, looking at the now dead doctor. Terrell grabbed the baseball bat – for safety reasons – and gestured the two shocked women over to the boat.

Eva insisted Celeste to follow Terrell, while she grabbed a gas canister from the cabinet marked 'EQUIPMENT'. She emptied it out on his body as it unknowingly slipped everywhere else, including underneath the door. The woman quickly walked over to the houseboat entrance. She flicked her match and threw it on the gasoline doused body before hurriedly getting into the entrance herself.

The fire started immediately, engulfing the garage room in flames before speedily making its way throughout the rest of the building. As expected, Eva wasn't in shock – she felt as though she was saving the rest of the world before each one of those patients ruined it. At least that's what she said to Terrell while being interrogated about the fire.

"I told you to pull down the fire alarm so that the other patients would be able to get on this boat, as well as the other one!" Terrell paced around the living room area of the boat, while Celeste slept in the bedroom.

"It was an accident, the gasoline must have spilled everywhere when you two were fighting." Eva's tone was defensive, huffing in frustration at his pathetic attempt to make her feel bad.

Terrell glared her, before forcefully bringing her fingers to smell the scent of gasoline. It was pungent in, causing him to grimace at her while shoving her hand away from him.

"You fucking psycho!" Terrell roared, his chest heaving in anger while his nostrils flared. "You did it on purpose didn't you?"

"Yes I did!" Eva exclaimed. "So what if the others are dead? They're literally insane."

"And you aren't?"

"No, I'm not. You know what, you need to stop acting like some kind of liberator who's desperate to save everyone, because guess what – you can't save everybody." She paused, watching his reaction turn sour by the second. "It's so obvious Terrell, you're this broken boy who couldn't save his own sister, so now you feel obligated to make up for it by saving anybody you can – no matter how fucked they are in the head."

He glared at the woman, biting down his tongue in order to refrain from going back and forth with her. Fortunately for the both of them, Eva was pregnant, which halted Terrell from saying or doing anything that could have been damaging.

The man turned the other cheek, walking away from her and slamming the bedroom door shut. Eva watched him leave angered, but she could honestly care less. All she could think about was food and she hoped there would have been enough for the entirety of the trip.