Thirteen's POV
Devin looks down at his watch again before motioning for the guard to unlock my cell. The door to the room opens before the guard's across the room, and Devin lets out a gasp of shock.
"Zombie!" He screams. "Zombie! He's risen from the dead!" He's screaming and pointing at a blood and soot-covered Zack standing in the doorway with a large black bag slung over his shoulder.
The guard turns to look, pulling his gun and Devin shoots him in the back when he turns away.
Zack looks over at me. "He was supposed to shoot me once. Once. Does this look like once?" He gestures to the bullet holes in his shirt. "And another thing, the incinerator? What the hell is wrong with you?!"
Devin smiles widely. "I was inspired."
"Inspired by what? Your future in hell?" Zack growls.
"What
