“Can’t say I’ll regret getting the hell outta this place for a while.”

“The people of Thirteen are just plain rude.”

It wasn’t hard to find the cells. Not when you knew who to follow. The trick was not being seen the first time around and figuring out when to come back. 

“Are you going to tell me what the fuck happened?”

He was staring at Erika in the cell in front of him, instinctively looking her up and down for any sorts of wounds.

… Anyone seen Erika?

A taste of the outdoors would be great right about now.