" When is he going to be here? "

   " In a few minutes. He said he would be here at eleven. "

   " I'm just anxious. I can't go back, Scotty. "

   " I know, I know. Don't worry he'll be here. I asked him to come late. "

You were waiting in Scotty's room for the detective. It was eleven twenty and the detective wasn't there yet. You were feeling anxious that he wasn't there yet. You turned towards the door to the hospital room and saw a man walk in.

   " Lo Siento. I didn't mean to be late. Traffic was awful coming out of the city. "

His skin was an almond color and his hair was black and short. His eyes were chocolate brown. He closed the door behind them and walked towards you and Scotty. He shook hands with Scotty before holding his hand out to you.

   " Hola, I'm Detective Reid. Scotty here has informed me of your situation. First I need you to tell me about this killer. "

You took a seat on the bed and Scotty sat beside you. He sat close to you so you wouldn't be afraid to speak up. You were ready to speak and tell Detective Reid everything.

   " What's his name? " 

   " Malcolm Becker. "

   " Do you know if he has any familia or anyone? "

   " I don't know. I don't know any of his family or other friends, but..."

   " But what? "

   " He proposed to me today. He told me I didn't have a choice. "

   " I see. That's not good. You're getting released tomorrow correct? "

   " Yes. "

   " Scotty here ha told me that Malcolm Becker has attempted to desocialize you. He abused you physically and has raped you multiple times. Is that correct? "

   " Yes, I have the proof on my back. "

   " Do you mind if I take a picture of the scars? If I can get a picture then I can take it back to the station and hopefully arrest him before you check out tomorrow. "

   " Go ahead. "

You lifted the shirt of your scrubs lightly and the cold air hit your back. Detective Reid walked behind you and you could hear him gasp due to the many scars on your backs. He took a few pictures and you put your shirt down. Detective Reid walked in front of you and picked up his bag.

   " Gracias. I'll get back to the station as fast as I can. "

Detective Reid said goodbye to us and he left the room. I continued to sit with Scotty on the bed and just stared at the wall.

   " Scotty I'm worried. "

   " Why? Detective Reid will help us and we'll be able to leave here and go home. "

   " Scotty every time I think like that or I'm in a situation for hope it goes down the drain. Every time it happens. Please don't give me false hope here. "

   " I'm not, Y/n. We will get out of here and Malcolm will be behind bars. You'll be safe. "

   " I don't know Scotty. "

   " Trust me. It will all be okay. Go on back to your room and get some rest. "

You nodded and stood from the bed. Scotty kissed your forehead and you left the room to go back to yours. You opened your door and shut it behind you. You locked it because you didn't want your sleep to be interrupted. You got to your bed and pulled the blankets back. 

You laid on the bed and laid your head against the pillows. You could feel the scars on your back and you were exhausted. You wanted this whole situation to be over and you wanted to be free of Malcolm's grasp. You wanted to be safe and back home. You closed your eyes ready for tomorrow, to be taken back to the torture house.

Little did you know tomorrow would be the end. The end of your awful journey through Hell.