"Idris, what do you say when someone opens the door for you?" Megan asked me.

I sat with my hands in my lap.

"Thank you." I answered.

"Very good." Megan smiled.

These months have been different. My Killer hasn't found me...

But I will find him. I just need to get out of this damn place. So I followed along with their little game.

"Idris, I wanted to tell you... your aunt and uncle has decided to adopt you. Elena and Jax will be your-"

"Sister-r and brother-r?" I raise my eyebrow.

"Yes. You will be leaving in a week. But answer me this: can we trust you?" She said.

"Tr-rust me? Of cour-r-se, Megan. I finally r-rr-rrr-realized my wr-r-rongs. And I will help find that monster-r-r." I lied.

Megan smiled a genuine smile and patted my leg.

I nodded softly in response. Humans... they fall for almost anything if it benefits them.

Leatherface and me will have a ball tearing this place up.

I stood up. The guard placed cuffs around my wrists and sent me to my cell.

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Once alone I pushed my bed away from the wall and looked at my plan.

Leatherface is supposed to be near here. His brothers are dead as far as I know but I know he's still alive.

I checked the time on the clock embedded in the cement walls.

"R-Rory!" I yelled and peaked my face through the metal barred window on the door.

I saw the black haired guard appear. He's been in charge of me since day one.

"Yes?" He sighed.

"I need to use the ladies' r-roo-room. Be a gentleman?" I raised my eyebrows.

"You don't have a toilet in there?" Rory groaned.

"Do you not even know your-r own pr-r-risoners' cells? I could escape easy." I lied.

"Through toilet pipes? How?" He crossed his arms and leaned his back against the wall.

"Take my clothes off... use that lotion that I am pr-rovided... get all lubed up..." I stuck my arm through the bar and caressed his shoulder.

He chuckled.

"Alright, Idris, let's go." Rory shrugged me off and opened the door.

I stuck my wrists out.

"Cuff me, officer-r." I whispered.

"Certainly." He placed the metal cuffs around my wrists.

My flirting tricks work with most of the guards. However, with Rory, it has not. Me and him had built a pretty good friendship.

"You'r-r-re no fun." I pout and let him walk me to the restrooms.

"Apologies?" Rory chuckled.

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Once at the restrooms, Rory opened the ladies' door and motioned me inside.

"Take these off?" I questioned before going inside.

"What for? You're not a boy, Idris." He snorted.

"You know... lady stuff." I gave him a hard stare.

"You are a handful." Rory gave me a small shove in the bathroom.

I snorted and looked in the mirror. If this doesn't work then the rest of my plan wouldn't work. I unbuttoned my shirt until it was showing quite a lot and then fake flushed the toilet. I turned the water on and then off and walked out the door.

Rory glanced at my chest with an annoyed look but leads me back to my cell.

"R-R-R-Ror-r-ry...your-r-re so stubbor-r-rn" I mumble.

"Look, Idris, I know your plan. I'm not gonna fall into your traps." Rory says.

"You should." I advise.

"Yeah yeah." He puts me in my cell and locks it.

"Goodnight, dad." I snort.

"Goodnight, Idris." He sighs and chuckles a bit before walking away.

I hear a rustle outside my cell on the other side of the wall.

"Leather-r." I smiled.