Raine frowned as she watched Harry play his guitar in front of the bed. It was her second day there. She was starting to feel defeated about if anyone had made it out and found help. She wondered if they were even alive at this point. Raine wanted to rip her ears out. Harry was singing how to save a life by Fray. She felt he was taunting her in a way with the song.

"Can you stop singing?" She asks as politely as possible although she really wanted to claw his eyes out. Harry stared at her and continued to strum at the strings of the guitar. He seemed to sing even louder now that she had requested that he stop singing.

"You're evil!" Raine spat at him. Harry raises a brow at her as he finishes singing the song. He chuckles standing up as he sets the guitar up against the chair he was siting on. He walked over to her.

"If I'm evil, what are you?" Harry tilts his head looking at her.

"What?" Raine closed her eyes, leaning it back against the pillow. "Lord please give me the strength, not only is he the spawn of Satan, he's dumb." Raine opens her eyes to see Harry staring at her with his jaw clenched.

"Take that back," Harry growls, his hands balled up at his sides. Raine noticed this, she knew she was getting him fired up, but she didn't care.

"Take what back, how much of a freak you are?" Raine taunts. Harry points a finger at her, his face red in anger.

"You brought this upon yourself!" He walks out the room. Raine sat up as best as she could with her bonds. She was kind of nervous when he walked out the room. Harry came back with a bag in his hand. Raine bit her lips as she watched him.

"What are those?" She asked in a high pitch voice as he pulled out the tools from the bag.

Harry smirks, touching the points on the tools. From her view, Raine could tell they were some type of sharp cutting tools. She swallowed the lump in her throat as she watched him. Okay, maybe she shouldn't have taunted him.

"This is my favorite," Harry showed her his pliers. "Oh actually maybe this one is," He showed her his huge butcher knife. Harry smirked as he laid everything out on the dresser near the bed.

"Listen I'm really sorry about all the things I said earlier. You're not evil," Raine tries to talk to him. The way he was looking at those tools, he really wanted to use them and by the looks of it he wanted to use them on her.

"Too late to say sorry now. You talked your way into this, but you can't talk your way out of this now." Harry climbed onto the bed, his carving knife in his right hand.

"Get away from me!" Raine screamed, trying to kick him with her legs. Harry held her down, grabbing her thigh firmly. Harry started carving something into her skin. Raine screamed, thrashing around as much as she could. She couldn't even put into words the pain she was feeling.

"Stop!" She cries out. Harry ignored her, licking his lips in concentration as he wrote on her skin with the tool. Her skin was raw, small beads of blood escaping the small incisions. Harry let go of her thigh admiring his work. He smiles, getting off the bed.

Raine takes deep breathes trying to calm herself down. Her heart was pounding so fast as she watched him. Raine looked down at her thigh. It was a bloody mess. She couldn't even tell what he had written on her skin. Harry walked back over to the bed with a jar of something that Raine could not tell what it was.

Harry opened the jar taking a nice amount of the substance and smeared it onto her cuts. Raine whimpered biting down on her lip hard. She could taste the metallic flavor of her blood fill her mouth.

"Next time you'll learn to keep your mouth shut." Harry whispers into her ear. Raine looks at him and spits in his face. Harry sighs wiping his brow where the spit landed. "I was going to let your friends get out safely, but now thanks to you, I'm going to have them all killed. Every. Single. One. Of. Them." He said each word with so much hate.

Raine shook her head pleading with him.

"You don't listen!" Harry smacked her. His chest heaved up and down as he watch her head collided back against the head board. He was just so mad. He got on top of her, wrapping his arms around her neck. He squeezed and squeezed. "You never listen," He whispered to her. Raine gasped for air which was impossible. Harry was blocking her airways by squeezing her neck. "This is all your fault," Was the last thing Raine heard before everything went black.