DAMIEN'S POV.
"Turn around slowly", l froze when l heard a voice stutter behind me. Raising my hands from the keyboard, l turned and saw a squirrelly little man in a white lab coat, holding one of the guard's pistol. "I don't know how you got out but you going back to you cell",
"That's not going to happen", l said calmly
"Yes it is", He stuttered as he took a step closer to me, within my arm's reach. He lifted up the gun between us and pointed it dead at the center of my chest. It was a big mistake. Moving quickly, l wrapped up my hand around the barrel and twisted it out of the man's hand.
He squeaked at the movement. I threw the gun in the corner of the room and my fingers quickly wrapped up around his neck.
"Do you want to leave?", I asked squeezing his neck more tighter.
He nodd
