Day: 5

"damn fucking doctors touching me with there filthy hands." Eddie growled in his head. The doctors took him out for engine therapy, but he fought them off. Killing one doctor and destroying the engine therapy room. He was now locked in a room mocked as the "time out" room. It was a large solitary room with a small viewing window on the door.

Eddie had been pacing around for lack of other things to do. A opportunity came with a smug officer banging on doors for entertainment. He always despised these types of officers, restraining himself to keep his good behavior up for doctors. With that over, he could have fun with picking them off one by one.

They didn't deserve to parade around, happy and unafraid. They needed to learn that there were bigger things then them. He would make them know that, this cocky officer being a good start. It wasn't that hard to draw them in. a few rude words exchanged would make them come in without hesitation.

Eddie had to wait, he wanted a few moments alone with him. The others would be patrolling away soon and his target would be in reach. As his target arrived, the others disappeared from Eddies sight through the window. He grinned as the officer walked by.

"not stopping for a chat?" Eddie asked plesently, staring at the officer through the glass. Only 4 inches of space between him and the iron door.

"get away from the glass." the officer growled, glancing at Eddie before trying to walk on.

"normal manners for a bitch." Eddie insulted with a calm demeanor.

"what the fuck you say?!" the officer snapped.

"cant understand me? Pity." Eddie replied, glaring at the officer. Keeping his calm tone.

" you stupid fuck, your talking to a officer. Get away from the damn glass before I come in!" the officer growled and banged on the glass with his baton. Eddie was unaffected by the threat, holding his constant glare.

"no, I like seeing outside. And really? Are you sure? Others would play more nicely." Eddie warned.

"you moron, cant understand a damn command." the officer growled. Eddie grinned at hearing him take out his cell keys. He stepped slightly away from the door, waiting. When the officer made it half way, Eddie smashed the door into him. The sound of ribs cracking from the force.

Before the officer could scream, he punched him in the chest. Knocking the wind out of the officer and tightening his chest in pain. Eddie yanked him in to the floor, leaving the door cracked open. His attention turned back to the officer.

"i told you others would play nicer." Eddie mocked.

"fuck you." the officer wheezed.

"you don't seem aware of the predicament your in." Eddie frowned, smashing his foot down on the officers leg to break it. He punched the officers throat, soon after, to stop him from screaming. He wanted no interruptions. With how long it took officers to patrol they would be together for 2 minutes.

He took away the officers equipment, throwing the gun across the room. He kept the tazer, testing it in his hand. It lit up his face with light blue light when turned on. Next he pulled out a regular knife officers usually had for defense. Eddie felt glee when he saw one. The perfect tool to carve his work. The officer was groaning and wheezing on the floor in pain. Eddie looked down at him with no remorse, feeling no guilt over the officer.

He dragged the officer over a bit, forcing him to stretch out on the floor. He cut away the officers Kevlar vest and clothes. If the officer ever tried to yell for attention, Eddie would silence him with a punch to the throat. He couldn't do it too hard, or he would accidentally suffocate the officer by crushing his windpipe.

Eddie began humming as he began to carve into the officers skin. His humming being a habit he formed while working. The officer pushed on him and fought him. It only aggravated Eddie, even more when the officer began messing him up. He punched him in the head, shutting him up and making him go still with a painful groan.

"shut up!" Eddie growled. Continuing to carve deeply into the officers chest. After he cut long sliver shaped pieces, he began to slowly peel the strips off the officer. Gaining another fight from him and more yelling.

"SHUT UP!" Eddie yelled, punching the guys throat. He finished skinning the officers chest, leaving a striped pattern of no skin and skin. He hummed again as he grabbed the officers bruised face. He started to do a very delicate carve going up the officers throat to this eye. When he reached the eye, he stabbed into the socket, slicing it open.

The officer tried to scream, but the multiple punches have made his throat too tight for air to pass freely. Eddie ignored the annoying noise, carving again from the mans face to his throat. The officer got in the way again as Eddie stabbed his shoulder. The man tried to push Eddie off and crawl away from him.

Eddie stood up and smashed his foot onto the officers elbow. Smashing it to bits inside his body. He grabbed the mans arm and cracked it backwards to be out of his way. The man was crying, and coughing up blood through his deep wheezing. The officer shook at the excruciating torture he was suffering through.

"don't worry, I just need to do a few more things." Eddie said in a happy tone. He stabbed back into the mans shoulder, carving over it to the front of the mans chest. doing the same on the other shoulder. He started slicing deeply around the mans lower stomach.

He wasn't doing precise lines anymore, just slashing away skin and muscle in chunks. The man was barely alive when Eddie was done. Most of the officers legs were ripped apart with his stomach area. Half his face skinned and ripped off. Slashes and carved patterns covering the rest of him. Two broken legs, a broken arm, busted ribs and a almost crushed throat.

"last thing." Eddie grinned down at the barely conscious man. He stabbed into the mans upper stomach and ripped his knife down. The mans belly slit open, his organs dropping out of the slice in a streaming pile. The man gurgled before dying painfully.

Eddie laughed at his finished work. Grabbing the dead mans leg to drag his bloody mutilated body from the cell. Out of the cell, Eddie heaved his body over the railing in front of the door. The body dropped three levels to smash onto concrete flooring. There was was a splat with a loud thudding crunching noise when the body hit.

Eddie smiled down as he went back inside his cell, closing the door. He waited till the other patrolling officers came. They noticed the body and scrambled to find out what happened. Eddie could hear them yelling in anger and panic. It would take a little while for them to search cells, till they found Eddies.

" they will learn." he said, waiting patiently in his cell.

When they discovered the gear and a mass of blood in his cell, they transferred him. He was locked in a max sector with a thickly padded cell on a narrow short cell block. He hated to hear that a special doctor will be coming in a few days to make him cooperative.

He snapped at them, attacking the others all the way to the new cell. They pinned him down and attached chain cuffs to him. He would be escorted heavily where ever he went in for testing. Another annoyance he heard from the others.

thank you for reading and please comment. =]

Waylon trying to survive while Eddies becoming the nightmare of his cell block.

man, you guys are really fast with the comments. this is actually late, based on how fast the comments were obtained. but i had to pause this for a new Escape: Aftermath chap. :3

unlike the original and sequel, this will require 5 comments(1 per person) per chap to continue!

1 chap = 1 Waylon and Eddie POV

shortfangirl: of course hes a fighter, he is a psycho killer after all. X3

sashimilove: thank you, i hope his POVs arent too disturbing. there meant to be pretty dark to stay in character with his insanity.

BlueKanto: i dont think hulk ever did this. XD

BooBooty: thank you. =]

5Nightsatfuckyou: thank you. :3

I came for Eddie: thank you, and i shall. :3