Prison Pandemonium

Luring

              Georgina looked down the hall and saw Theo running, sobbing while the buckets he was carrying smacked against his legs. She felt her stomach drop. "W-what happened to Teddy & Miguel?" Georgina asked. From the look in Theo's eyes, she instantly knew the answer and regretted even asking.
              Roman looked over at Theo. "Are you okay?" He asked mindlessly. Theo didn't reply and instead threw the buckets down and ran as far as he could down the hall. Deidre tried running after him but Roman stopped her. "No. Let him go." Roman said. "We have to put ourselves first. That's what he's doing." He snapped.
              At this moment, Sidney despised Roman for saying such things, but she knew it was true. Theo would find his way, she knew he would.
              Theo bolted into the male side of the prison, even though it still stunk of burned flesh and chemicals. Theo made himself not glance at the bodies. He couldn't bare it. Not in his current state.
              His reason for going to the burned male side of the prison was because he theorized that Mara had killed everyone on this side, so she would be less likely to return. Plus, if the female janitor's closet had a crawl space, why wouldn't the male side?
                He had begun to feel a tad bit guilty for abandoning Roman in his plan, but as he had said, he had to put himself first. And that was exactly what he was doing. He ran as fast as he could, that is until he stumbled across the body. It was Rush. Rico Rush, the man that had raped him with a broom handle. The man that had died because of Teddy. The reminder of Teddy alongside the rage towards Rush made Theo collapse onto his knees and start bawling.

                "Okay. Here's what we're going to do." Roman said. "We need to find Mara, and when we do, we need a distraction. Didn't you & Georgina say that you threw a pipe at her chest plate and it distracted her?" Roman asked Sidney. Sidney nodded. Roman grinned. "Good." He said.
                 "So how the hell are we going to lure her to where we are?" Deidre asked. Roman shrugged. "I suggest we pretend to be fighting. She'll calculate where it's coming from and come very quickly. And when we hear her begin approaching, you guys hide around a corner and smash her chest with this." Roman said, holding up a rusty pipe covered in dried blood.
                  To Deidre, it seemed like an idiotic, non-fool proof plan, but it wasn't like she could come up with anything better, even if she had tried.