A cell is dark, lonely, and desolate. A perfect place to get lost in thought, or a place to lose your mind. Hollis Claybourne felt he was very close to the latter.

I am a wealthy, influential man. They cannot keep me in here forever!

And yet, that seems to be those pathetic bastards intentions. He scowled when he thought of how many places he went wrong. Of how many things that led to his capture.

I shouldn't have trusted my weak son in the first place.

I should have taken that Brennan girl out when I had the chance.

I should have destroyed the dog tags.

I should have dumped Katherine at sea.

I should have trusted my other scientist, instead of Karsten.

My other scientist didn't mess anything up, everything he worked on in still hidden, the test subject never went missing or messed anything up like the dog. No the girl that he tested was much more effective than that filthy animal…..

Hollis smiled as one last thought came to him.

And she's still out there.