Shelly POV

We get back into the tunnel, and catch our breath for a moment before we all know we have to go back to the movie. No words are exchanged. No one has anything to say that can describe what we just saw, or make the fact that he have to stay here longer hurt any less.

Lana and I are the first to leave. Her seat was next to the Doctor that's here to examine Kit. Mine was next to Kit and Grace. I let her go in first, and instead of following her, like she thinks I'm going to, I turn back and head to where I left Carl. I know I'm screwed, and I'm not about to bring anyone down with me, especially Lana.

I almost get there, and Doctor Arden wakes up before I can get back to Carl.

"You whore! Where are the others? Where did they go?" he screamed, grabbing my arm in almost the exact same spot as earlier.

"There wasn't anyone else here. Just me an' you. I didn't release you'd be into other people bein' there when we are…"

"I know you're game whore! Where are the others? I'll get them!" He continues hollering

"I don't know who else you saw, but I didn't see nobody. Maybe you should be the patient, and I'll be the doctor. Just tonight though. No one will ever have to know. I won't tell."

I slip back into the role I'm required to while I'm here so well. It sickens me that I can, and that so many people buy into it. I hope that the people in here that are my friends know it's false. But currently, it doesn't really matter, because Arden is buying it.

His hand goes around something, and before I have a chance to defend myself, something strikes me, and the world fades to black.

Lana POV

Shelly was supposed to be right behind me, but she hasn't come in yet. I know she was with me when I came in. I don't think I can leave twice without arising suspicion. Grace and Kit are even back now. They keep shooting me looks, but I'm scared to even mouth anything with Doctor Thredson sitting by me.

It's not that I think he is a bad man, but I'm afraid of getting him in trouble, then him having to leave. He is actually one of the few people here trying to help us, and he won't be able to stay forever. I don't know how I will get any outside information once he leaves.

"Lana, is there a problem? How did you get all wet?" Thredson asks

For once, Sister Jude saves me some trouble by bursting into the room, looking more than a little drunk. She starts ranting about something, then I hear her say about how she believe three people have escaped, and I have a feeling that the sex crazed one is Shelly. But Shelly wouldn't leave me. Not after what just happened.

The other two are a Mexican woman, and Pepper, the woman I met when I first came to the asylum through the front door, who asked me to play with her. Neither one of them seem like the type to try to escape.

It takes all I have to not say something in Shelly's defense, but I know I can't. It'll bring trouble for all of us. I wonder what will happen to Shelly whenever she comes back, since they think she ran away. I bet she's just in the bathroom or something. She'll be in her cell in the morning, and then we'll be able to plot our next escape attempt.

Shortly after Sister Jude's little outburst, everyone is forced to be. It's now morning, and they guards are once again doing cell checks. I'm currently standing outside my room as Carl goes through all my stuff. Once it is sufficiently checked, he moves onto the next cell; Pepper's. She's come back, and apparently had asked one of the guards to go to the bathroom, with her request granted, then just forgot she was supposed to be at the movie, and ended up in the kitchen, where she stole more food.

This time Shelly isn't here to distract the guards and make sure Pepper doesn't get punished. Sister Jude bends her over and spanks her in front of everyone, Pepper's screams echoing through the hall.

When she's done, Sister Jude moves to Shelly's cell.

"Guess she really did escape. Tear everything apart. I want answers. There is no way she figured out how to escape with a Pinhead and a Mexican as her only conspirators. She's not that bright. I want names, and a location. I plan on bringing her back, and showing everyone why it is that no one leaves here without my say so."

She turns to all of us. "You may all go now. We will be investigating the sex addict's room for quite a while. You all better hope we don't find anything with your name on it. If there is even the chance we might, I suggest you try to find a way out before I get ahold of you. Then you can warn the whore that I am coming for her."

Shelly POV

As soon as I wake up, I know that something isn't right. I'm strapped down to one of the Doctor's tables. He's standing over me, a smile on his features.

After we exchange some words, and then he shows me what he did.

HE CHOPPED OFF MY DAMN LEGS!

He knocked me out so he could chop my legs off, up to my knees, and turn me into one of his fucking experiments. And the worse part, besides the loss of my legs is that he will get away with it, because no one will ever know what he did to me. Not one person. Not even Lana.

She's gonna think that I abandoned her, that I tricked everyone into coming back to make it easier for me to escape. I have no way of telling her any different, and there is no way that Doctor Arden is going to tell anyone that I am up here.

It's been quite some time since Arden got ahold of me. I have no real way of measuring the time, except by how many times he come to see me; 13. At least, 13 while I've been awake. I'm almost positive that he's been sedating me so he can do whatever else he wants to me without too much of a struggle. But I don't know how he thinks I can really put up a fight now.

No one else ever come up here, at least, not that I know of. It's always just him. Well, maybe I should rephrase; no one that is in a state to help me ever comes up here. I hear him with patients all the time. I'm pretty sure he's had Kit up here quite a few times; maybe four or five. I hear their screams as he experiments on them, yet it is hard for me to feel much, not with what he has done to me. I don't know if I can ever feel sympathy for them ever again. He may experiment on them, but they always get to come back, and he never cuts off any of their parts.

I still think about Lana, and hope that if I ever get out of this closet that I'm in that I can see her, not in here, but in the world. I know that after this, no one will want me. I'm resigned to my fate of being alone. I just want a chance to explain myself to her. I want to let her know that I didn't leave her of my own will.

Yet I know the likelihood of that happening is almost nonexistent.

There's someone out there with Arden. I can hear a woman's voice through the closet. I have to get her attention.

I hit the floor quite hard, the fall isn't far, but the floor is not exactly soft. I slide my body over to the door and bang on it as loud and hard as I can. I know she hears me, I can hear her coming over to me.

The door opens, and a woman I don't recognize is standing there, gun in hand.

"Kill me, please kill me!" I cry

Faced with the choice of facing the others, and letting them see what he's done to me, and death, I will always choose death. At least if my body was found up here, everyone will know I didn't betray them.

She screams, but no shot comes. Instead she shoots Doctor Arden when he comes too close to her. Nothing fatal, unfortunately, just in the leg, but he screams anyway. Then she forces him up, and they leave the room, and I am alone.

This is my chance to get down to where someone can help me. I guess if death isn't an option, I'll fight to survive. I just need to get to where one of the orderlies can see me. Or Sister Jude. She may not like me, but her hatred for Doctor Arden knows no bounds, and if she can possibly use me against him, she will make sure I'm well taken care of.

I have to get down those stairs.

Lana POV

Doctor Thredson has decided that I'm getting out tonight. He says that at six o'clock, he is going to get me outta here. It's his last day too.

I can't help but hope to see Wendy again, and then I think of Shelly. It's been three days since she "escaped". No one knows what happened to her. Kit, Grace, and I all know what happened to the Mexican, and Pepper doesn't know what happened to Shelly.

I want to talk to Thredson about is, but that's probably not something I should bring up, I mean he's getting me out of here, but I don't want to get anyone in trouble if he slips up and tells about how we tried to escape. He seems like an ok guy, but I don't know who I can trust anymore. Not after….

There's a commotion on the stairs, and one of the orderlies come down caring a person, but it has no legs from the knees down. Most of the body is scarred, but the face has been left untouched for some reason.

It's Shelly! I knew she wouldn't leave us, but where was she? And what happened to her?

I try to push my way to where the orderly is, but by the time I get to where I can see, he has already carried her down the hall, and into one of the private rooms.

At least I know that she's alive. I guess my appointment with Thredson won't be happening. I can't leave Shelly, not now. Not after she just came back, not now that I know she's alive and stuck her, not outside.

"What about Wendy? She's waiting out there for you." A voice in my head says.

I don't listen to it. Wendy abandoned me to this place. Shelly tried to be my salvation. I'm not leaving her when she needs me.

Maybe it's a little selfish of me to think she needs me, but I like to think that she really needs me now. That I can be her savior. I'll stay in hell with her, until she is well enough to escape with me.

So I just watched the new one, and I decided to change some stuff, obviously. I'm excited to see what's next, but it doesn't coincide with what I plan to do. This might not have a happy ending, so just remember that you have been warned. Thanks for reading, and I love reviews!