You had just narrowly escaped death by hands of Zack the scythe wielding psychopath…into the clutches of someone much worse…the elevator had slammed shut in the nick of time,taking you to the next floor…the inmate seemed nice at first…his name was Danny and he seemed creepy…even more so then Zack…he was talking about how pretty your eyes were…he was going to take them…the crazy look now in his eyes,slamming you to the cold metal table with a knife. As he raised his hand-a bloody squelching sound is heard as Danny turned to face Zack…She’s mine snarled Zack,finishing off Danny. He had a dark copper colored hoodie over black hair- one larger yellow pupil and a smaller black one. He had skinny black jeans and carried a scythe. You noticed he was covered in white bandages I bet you would’ve stayed your ass downstairs if you knew this freak was up here.