The basement was dark and dank, though nothing like Eastern State Penitentiary. Compared to that hellhole, these inmates were living large, and as Jamie paused, his hand about to activate the lock on the door, Elliott looked over his shoulder at Aaron who gave him a reassuring nod, and then he gestured for the doctor to unlock the cell.

The door opened, and Elliott waited in the shadows for a second, wanting the anticipation, the fear, to build, before he revealed himself. There were no windows in the cell and only one bare light bulb hanging from a chain in the middle of the room above a small table and...