The next day
"Hello Mr. Bristow did u sleep well." Lindsey's voice said making Jack sit up alert.
"Fuck you Lindsey." Jack spit back.
"Ha! My men tell me you have become friends with your cellmate. Let's see how good of a friend you are." Lindsey said nodding toward Ana.
Two of the guards unlocked the cell door and dragged Ana out. One of the men held her arms behind her back while the other one punched her squarely in the stomach.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Jack yelled.
"Just tell me what those symbols mean."
"Don't tell them anything!" Ana yelled.
The guard slapped her across the face, drawing blood.
Jack threw himself at the still open door only to be thrown backward by the three guards waiting there.
Lindsey drew a knife and motioned for the guards to hold Ana's head back. He held the knife to her throat then turned to Jack.
"You have until the count of three. One, two." Lindsey counted slowly beginning to drag the knife across her throat.
"Ok, stop!" Jack yelled.
Lindsey stopped the knife's motion and waited.
"It's a riddle. What has four legs in the morning, two at noon, and three at night?"
"Don't lie to me Bristow."
"I'm not. The answer is man. It's the same riddle from Oedipus Rex. He was asked the riddle by the sphinx. I don't remember what is hidden there. But whatever it is, it's hidden at the sphinx." Jack yelled.
The two guards let Ana go and she stood up a sadistic grin on her face.
"Marvelous performance Julia." Lindsey smiled.
"Thank you sir." Ana/Julia smiled taking off the skin graft on her neck.
"No." Jack gasped.
Julia laughed and walked over to Jack, taking his chin in her hand.
"You see Jack, we knew your resistance to torture is extraordinary. So we played at your one weakness. Women in need." She said kissing his forehead.
Jack pulled away from her, as she laughed at him. His chest was heaving with anger. All of a sudden he lunged, knocked Julia and both of the guards over. His hands were almost around Lindsey's throat when his body arched forward in an intense spasm as 10,000 volts ripped through his body. As he begin to fade out of consciousness, he turned to see Julia holding a cattle prod.
"Now Mr. Bristow," Lindsey began "we can prep you for surgery."
"F*ck you." Jack managed to say before passing out.