"The name's Vincent, sir," I tell him.

"No need for formalities, Vince, you can call me Mr. Funtime," he smiles back.

"Hey sis, come here for a second," Mr. Funtime motioned over to his little sister.

"Yes, Eddy," she smiled, her eyes filled with excitement, "who's this?"

"This here is Vincent, and he's a friend, isn't that right, Bill?" Eddie said as he sat next to Bill.

"Yeah, yeah boss," he said sweating nervously.

"You aren't lying to me are you?" he said, his voice getting deeper.

"You remember what happened last time, right?" his sister said with a pouting face.

"What happened last time?" I asked curious.

"Oh, nothing important," Eddie said as he calmed down.

"Look boss, this time I didn't screw up, honest," Bill started to shake.

"It's Ok, Bill, after all, we are family," Eddie said.

"Phew, am I glad to hear that," he sighed.

"But if this guy is a rat or mole like last time, I'll fillet you like Lenny, got it?" he said, angrily.

"They put me in solitary for a month because of what you did!" Mr. Funtime growled, his face contorting in a fit of rage.

"I'm sorry, please, please, don't hurt me," Bill begged.

"And you wanna know the worst part, I couldn't see my sister, check on her!" he growled.

"Look, um mister Funtime, I don't know if it was his incompetence or your anger, but if you keep going on like that we'll never get out of here," I told him.

"What did you say?" he now looked at me.

I stared him right in the eye, unflinching.

His sister stared in shock, dropping her fork. "Um, Eddie, sweety, calm down please," she stared into his eyes, pleading.

Looking into his sister's eyes helped to calm down Eddie, his grimace quickly faded and was replaced with a look of shock and regret, "I'm, I'm sorry about that, gents, where are my manners, heh," he offered his hand and I took it.

"But don't you ever question who's in charge around here, got it?" he asked me.

"Yeah, got it," I told him, "only until I get out."

"Good, good, so sorry about before, heh, I've got quite the temper, you understand, a moth of solitary can really get you to snap, I'm not feeling myself most of the time, sorry," he apologized.

"It's Ok, I understand," I told him.

"Good, good, because once we get out, you, me, Sasha and Billy, we'll be Scott free," he started to laugh.

The next day I formulated a plan on escaping the prison, Billy would create a distraction, picking a fight with another inmate, meanwhile I would sneak out and give a signal to Eddie who would pull the fire alarm, while the guards were distracted I would sneak over to the cell block and use my chicken wire to incapacitate a guard, steal his keys open the master control system and escape.