False Alarm

He was biting at his nails… they weren't neat, dirt had found its way into the gap between the nail and the flesh of his finger but he didn't care, he was lost in thought. Time was ticking, the moment was drawing near and nearer. Finally, all that he had suffered for was finally going to be worth it, all he needed was a reason to finally leave this hellhole of a place. He needed to cause a distraction, one big enough to enable him to slip away from this place without being seen, after that all he needed was a simple conversation with Celine and that would be it, the end of Xavier Smith. 'if only Xavier knew what was coming to him' Zack thought and snickered devilishly.

"Hey, Inmate 5467, it's time for duty" a prison Warden called from outside his cell room, snapping him out of his wild imagination. Zack gave a hiss at the unwarranted interruption but he had no choice but to oblige. After all, being a model inmate was all part of the plan.

5 MONTHS LATER… .

Celine woke up with a split