Rex was so shocked that i was sure of the stub wasn't going to kill him, then the shock of learning who i was would..
Rex: how...how did you get out of prison?..
He asked holding on to the knife in his stomach not sure what to do with it yet I could tell he was in pain.
Me: how i got out is not important. I want to know why i got in..
I got a fork from the cutlery stand and got do to his level..
Rex: please, take me fo the hospital i swear..i will die..
Me: your death is what brought me here so lets just say its a none issue. Why did i end up in prison?..
Rex: i can't tell you that bit i want you to know that it wasn't my plan.
Me: oh really?..
I tightly held the fork in my hand and dug it on his right thigh and it stuck there. The shouting made me think i should have finished him
