((Hmm...Your character seems more like Ward B material to me Jory, seeing as he hasn't actually killed anyone...But I'll let it slide, given that nobody else is playing on here.))
His eyes narrowed into tiny slits as Skull sensed another prisoner awakening from--more than likely--a drugged sleep. Slowly shaking his head limply back and forth, he struggled around in his constrictive garb before managing to partially free one of his hands that was near his mouth. He could move his fingers, but that was about it. Managing to twist his wrist around inside of the cast, Skull began to claw futilely at his Hannibal lector style mask--if he could just get the damn thing off, he'd gladly chew off his limbs if it meant getting free of that accursed cell. A few humans worth of blood, and he could slowly regenerate the damaged parts later.
//Ah, you're awake. Good. You wouldn't happen to know how I could get this cannibal mask off with one hand, do you?// Skull telepathically inquired to the elemental as he temporarily gave up on the mask and turned his attention to the runes carved into the walls. While his arm wasn't at an angle where he could easily remove the straitjacket with one hand, he could still make use of it. Rocking himself slowly over to the wall, the vampire began to scratch at one of the circular runes with a long black claw, trying to change the symbol just enough that the whole spell would break. Then all he needed was a corpse that was either in the area or at most six feet below the ground, and he could use it as a puppet to help in his escape.
((If you like doubling, you can play a nurse that catches him in the act and sedates him or something. :/ ))