January 25th, 3:00.

No food, no water, just me and this room. Maybe they wanted me to suffer the anxiety and anticipation before a punishment, a severe one. I don't know, maybe because I tried to run away from her brother. Oh look, here she comes now, oh never mind, that was too inappropriate for a person like her, here it comes now, or how about, the demon enters the room.

"So, how was a day without food? Did you learn your lesson." E.Elliot says.

"No." I try to say, but there's still a piece of duck tape over my mouth.

"That's what I thought, so, I'm going to, Umm.....what should I do Rafferty?" E.Elliot asks one of her guards. Which must be Rafferty.

"I suggest 100 cuts. Is that fine you Elle?" Rafferty says.

So, that's her name, Elle. I thought it was Elliot. Oh, I guess Elliot is her last name. So, she's married, but too who?

"Great idea Rafferty." Elle says.

She takes the piece of duck tape and rips it off of my mouth, leaving a huge red mark around it, or at least, my mouth feels that way.

"What are you going to do to me?" I yell.

"Isn't it obvious! I'm going to get a knife, and cut you, 100 times. I know that it's one of the last punishments you can get, but still, It'll be worth it. To bad I can't kill you though, well, I will kill you once you have that baby of yours." Elle says.

I don't talk back, nor do I try to escape, I can't escape from this. After Elle finishes my punishment, I guess I'll have to escape after, right after. The 1st cut, painful, the 2nd cut, even more painful, by the 20th cut, my body is covered in blood. She's not stabbing me, just, cutting me. I pass out after which I'm pretty sure was the 50th cut, or maybe it was the 60th, well for all I know it could have been the 80th.

January 25th, 8:00.

I wake up, in the chair, covered in blood, dry blood. My cuts aren't bleeding. And there's an I.V sticking into my hand. Surprisingly, none of my cuts are bleeding, their almost healed, and even more surprising, I'm not strapped into the chair. I sit up, rip the I.V out of my hand, and walk to the nearest shower to wash off.

The blood stained water runs down the drain. I find some not blood stained clothes. Which is currently on the floor and somebody else will use them after their done showering. I'm such a rebel. I put them on, and they fit! I leave my clothes on the same spot where I found the ones I am wearing now. I look in the mirror.

Wow! It looks like I have even more scars than Clark, I don't know about Drew though. I walk into my room to think about all that's happened. Wait a second, my room, Elle said, before she punished me, that I could share a room with Clark and Emily. Maybe, just maybe, this offer still stands. Elle walls down the hallway, good for me I guess, so I won't have to be looking for her.

"Elle!" I say.

"What do you want? And it's E.Elliot to you." Elle says.

"Sorry E.Elliot, but I was just wondering if I could still get that new room? You know, on the fourth floor?" I ask.

"Oh, of course, even though you disrespected me earlier, I think it's important that you get to socialize. But, you will still be treated like someone who lives on the fifth floor." Elle says.

"You got yourself a deal!" I say.

We take the elevator down to the forth floor. And go into room O-5. There I see Clark, and Emily. Elle leaves the room and locks the door.

"Emily!" I say. I run up to her and give her a hug.

"Oh hey Alexa, I'm glad to see you too." Emily says.

"So, have you been punished yet?" I ask Emily.

"No." Emily responds.

"Yeah. Of course, because your okay will all of this, you being pregnant, Lee, dating your mom! How are you okay with this?" I yell.

Calm down Alexa, I'm not okay with any of this. All I want is for Adam, Lee, Will, and E.Elliot to go to jail." Emily says.

"Well, your not acting like it." I say.

"That's only because they have me on Schizophrenic Calming Pills." Emily says.

"This is bad." I say.

"Why?" Clark asks.

"Because, if you continue taking these pills, you will easily manipulated and controlled, you'll be on Adam's side in a matter of days." I say.

"So, what your saying is, I'll be some kind of hypnotized zombie?" Emily asks.

"Precisely." I say.

"Oh no." Emily says.

"We need to find a way to expose them, maybe, we could find some security room. Some, camera office." I say.

"Yes. That's exactly right, but, we need a map if this place." Clark says.

Knock knock knock.

"Who's there?" I ask.

"Someone."

I know that voice...its Adam.