Lucas had tried everything. There was no teleporting, there was no bending anything, and there was no way out. He had even tried punching one of the guards but that only earned him a savage beating. It had been a week since he was grabbed in that alley. At least, he thought it was a week. Time seemed to squish together when you are doing nothing for so long. Lesson number one, never go in alleys when you think someone is following you. He had planned to teleport away, but the man had been closer than he had expected.
He had given up actively trying to get out and was simply biding his time, waiting for his chance. From what he could make out, he was supposed to be moved to a different facility soon. Seriously? This isn't just some crazy cult? Lucas thought. But it was beside the point. He was going to be taken out of his cell and that meant a chance to try and run, even if it killed him. No one was out there waiting for him, he was alone and a freak. If anyone was gonna help him, it would have to be Lucas Maddux.