Dr Kirkland, and Dr Williams stood anxiously at the back of the room as Jane unhooked the back of Ryan's straightjacket, releasing the bindings that kept his arms tight. Ryan stood quickly, taking Jane off guard a little as he clicked his neck and stretched his arms out.
Charly was taken back at Ryan's height; he was much taller than she has expected. When he had gotten free before he had run into the nurse so quickly, she hadn't noticed. He must be a whole head taller than her, though she couldn't remember the last time she had stood herself, and with her broken leg that wasn't going to be happening any time soon.
Michael and Ryan glared at one another from across the room, Charly noticed she was conveniently still locked into her chair in the middle of their fight. The tension was building, and they looked ready to pounce.
'Oh wait!' Jane shouted out again, raising her arm again to gain their attention in a very irritating way.
'I have another amazing idea!' Everyone in the room looked cautiously at her as she wheeled towards them the box of weapons they would use for torture.
'Now Ry-Ry, I imagine you to be a good fighter, but Michael is superior to you in strength. Perhaps it would be fun to add weapons into the mix!' She laughed manically as she left the box, taking a step back towards the panic button.
'Jane this is ridiculous! One of them will be killed, this was not the plan!' Dr Williams had shouted across to her, 'Push the panic button! What the hell are you thinking!'
Charly watched as Ryan glanced into the weapon box next to him, his eyes locking briefly with her own, it was a determined look, there was something he was trying to communicate to her, but she couldn't tell what it was.
He was quick in his movement. Snatching from the box the small pair of scissors that Jane had used against Charly the day before, he rushed forward at Michael and the fight ensued. Michael was strong but slow in his movements. He threw his arms around clumsily as he tried to land a punch on Ryan, but he ducked and moved out of the way at each time. Jane was laughing manically behind Charly as she watched anxiously at the fight in front of her. Dr Kirkland and Dr Williams stood behind Michael against the way, as tightly as they could be trying to avoid being involved in it.
Ryan was using the elements of the room to his favour, pushing a table against Michael, and winding him, throwing the hook in his direction to distract him, Ryan has landed two good punches to Michael but had yet to use the scissors he held tightly in his hand.
Ryan went to move the table against him once again, but Michael had anticipated this. Charly reckoned he wasn't as slow as she had thought him to be. He landed an upper punch to Ryan, throwing him in a turn against the table so that he winded himself as he now faced Charly instead of Michael behind him. He locked eyes with Charly once again, her anxiety growing, she opened her mouth to cry out to him, seeing Michael readying another attack against him. She shouldn't show emotion, but this man meant everything to her now, he couldn't die.
Ryan smiled at her, the same manic smile he gave her when he attacked the nurse previously. Charly caught her cry, she knew that smile, he had a plan.
The movement of him being thrown against the table acted as a distraction. What happened next was almost slow motion. The scissors in his hand were opened up, like a knife and he turned. Michael was over him, his arms raised above his head as he was readying to throw himself down on him.
Ryan ran at him, scissors open in his hand, there was a look of fear on Michael's face as he suddenly realised what was happening, but as Ryan got close enough to make the killing blow he ducked. Swinging himself to the side and moving so quickly that no one in the room could even react.
He ran past Michael, brandishing the scissors and in one quick movement, stabbed Dr Kirkland in the side of the neck.