I woke up in a white room. No windows. Just a large mirror.

I got up and walked to the mirror. Pushing my fingernail against it, I saw no spacing between my nail and the mirror. It was a two way mirror. They were watching me.

Where-

"Wher-re is my killer-r?" I ask calmly.

I shook in anger.

"Where is my killer-r-r?!" I screamed.

"Bring me my killer!!!" I hit my fist against the glass.

I heard a door creak open. Turning around I saw a man dressed in a uniform.

"Idris. Remain calm." He said.

"Br-r-ring me my killer-r. He's mine!" I growl.

"The Sawyer boys are a merciless family. Elena is here to see you." He changes the subject.

I cough and sit down.

I see Elena walk in.

"Idris. You're alive-"

"You took me. You stole me. I want to be with my killer!" I lunge at her. I felt a chain yank me back and my ankle starts pounding with pain.

I was restrained.

"Get me the FUCK out!" I scream.

"She's..." Elena covered her mouth in a horrified manner.

"She's going through Stockholm Syndrome. She thinks she loves her kidnapper. It will take awhile to help her adjust to a normal life." The man said.

"Who.. ar-r-re... you?" I hissed.

"A psychiatrist. I'm here to help." The man said.

"Fuck you!" I hissed.

"Do you remember this girl?" The man pointed at Elena.

"Cousin." I said.

She smiled slightly.

"Do you remember-"

"Leather-r-r-r." I said.

"What?"

"Leatherrr-r-r... face. Will kill you." I pointed to the doctor. "And when he does. I will kill you." I pointed to Elena.

Elena stopped smiling and I saw a tear running down her cheek.

"Let me out." I growled.

"No." Elena answered and walked out the door.

I let a scream. Not because I was mad. But because I was frustrated that I couldn't see my killer. He was lost without someone guiding him. Telling him what to do, how to do it.

Who to save...