Cain worked quickly, frantically as he knew their time had started the moment he struck La down. Someone would soon notice in the security footage and be on their way. When he had finally freed his hand and both feet, he hopped off the chair — and swayed dangerously, grabbing onto it for a moment of support. He dashed for the tray and made for the door, only to jerk back with a powerful, "ow, fuck!" as he pulled on the IV line buried in his neck. With an irate motion, he snapped it with the saw and then finished shoving the tray underneath the door, running off to grab a few other tall objects to jam the knob.

That done, he removed the electric saw from its holding spot and pulled it across to Abel's cage. It was a tight pull, but he managed to angle it against the lock and began to whiz through it. When the lock clicked apart, Cain stood back to let his brother out. This was it. They were finally going to get out of there.