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[quote]The Escape of a Prisoner By Devin Mork It started out as a normal day. The sun rose over the wasted desert, the alarm sounded to report another break out, and the guards were complaining about how their boots were too tight. Yes, it was just another day at the prison facility, but recently I've been hearing some rumors. "They say some girl has been infected with a disease," Jim told me, "it's supposed to eat right through you! Better watch your step or you'll get it too." That was Jim, always taking things over the edge. He's the type of person that might kill a stray rat as big as his arm, and say it was as big as his bed. Some people may find that disturbing, but around here it's all too common. "All report to substation A, Dr. Mason would like to talk to you." I heard the commander's voice from the intercom on the outside wall, apparently somebody was going to give us an official update on what was happening. Soon enough a guard came and escorted everybody from my cell block to substation A. When we arrived I was surprised to see that the guards were handing out clipboards with papers on them for us to fill out. I was astonished when I looked at mine, it was asking what parts of the prison I visited the most, and what I thought about each part. It was the first time anyone had ever asked my opinion, but my heart sank as soon as Dr. Mason got up to speak. "Hello everyone, as you are aware there has been a virus released in this prison facility," he didn't sound too excited, this was his field, this was his opportunity to find a cure for a new disease. However, he seemed depressed, I wasn't sure why, he makes money I can only dream of. "So," he continued, "here I am, telling you not to panic. Apparently it was started in this facility, it may be a plant outside, or it may be some fungus in the cells. What it is, we just don't know yet." People started talking amongst themselves, some scared, some joking. Then a voice from the back piped up, "Is it deadly?" "At this rate, it could kill within a few weeks. We've put the victim into stasis to slow down the process." This really didn't help very much and most of the people were outraged. Personally, I felt left out of something bigger than me. You may find that childish, but remember, nothing ever happens in prison and when it does everyone is usually left out. "That is all for now, I may return after more research and tests." With that, he left. Whether or not he was going to return, we didn't know. As they moved us back to our cells I was furious! People with even a simple paper cut were given grade A treatment to be sure they weren't infected. Press from many other planets and solar systems came to find out what was going on, I could hear footsteps far above me on the launch pad. Within half an hour of sitting down in my cell again, I started planning a break out. Jim had recently been given a job to go around and take out the trash from every cell, everyone saw this as punishment, but I saw this as opportunity. That night Jim came by my cell to get my trash, I quickly slipped into it a note with what I was planning; it was asking if he knew any weaknesses. He had access to everything from Janitor's closets to vent shafts as he had to clean everything. Around midnight, as soon as his rounds were done, he came by my cell. "I drew up two routes; I already found a way out for myself. You just need to tell me where we're going to meet." I replied, "Are you familiar with the 22nd street?" "Ya, that's the drain." "Be at the end of that, it's supposed to be full tomorrow so we can swim out through that." "Ok, I'll be there." and he left, barely before the guard came by. That was it until tomorrow. The next morning, the sun rose, the guards complained, it was perfect. I was to escape in five minutes while the guards were changing and everyone headed to breakfast. I got my boots on, grabbed all my stuff, and headed out with everyone else. As soon as I passed the first vent I got down as if I’d hurt my foot. I stayed there massaging it while people walked by, I've never seen so many nasty looks. In about two minutes, the whole block was empty. I pulled out my spoon and started prying the vent open. When it popped, I jumped inside and put the vent right back on before the guards came back. It's a little known fact but the vent shafts are padded to allow easier access for the workers, they use it to get up to the roof, so my foot steps were nearly silent, which put a big smile on my face. As soon as I reached the top, I noticed the waste water was about to pour into the drainage shaft. Disgusting, I know, but that was my only way out right now. Then I looked near it and saw a few of my old buddies. They had escaped months ago, what were they doing on the roof? "Hey, Joey," they called, "get over here!" I crept over to where they were hiding. "Nice piece of work, eh?" He pointed to the aircraft that was about to take off with Dr. Mason and the infected victim. "Too bad I have to put this on it." He held up a tracking device, the same kind the military has been using on the prison vehicles for a while, but the top cover was missing. "What are you gonna do?" I asked. He pointed to the aircraft again, "We need to put this on that aircraft before take-off. I don't know why, but we each get $2,000 each, so it's not that bad. Why are you up here, I thought you were legit." I told them my story, of when Dr. Mason spoke to us, and how I planned to escape. "Not bad, we were planning on riding the water out as well, will you be joining us? We found a pretty neat place just south of here." he said. I replied, "Sure, why not, you seem to know what you're doing." Just then the engines on the aircraft fired, we had been so caught up in talking we didn't notice them loading the aircraft. "All right, here it goes!" Jake threw the tracker so it landed on the right side of the hull, right beneath the pilot’s view. "Okay, enough of that, let's get going." So we all jumped into the tank, and went down with the water on a raft. The smell caught me off guard, and the ride was really bumpy, other than that, it wasn't so bad. As soon as we hit the bottom we all loaded into a vehicle. Just as we started up the engine Jim came sliding down the same chute we did. "Wait!" I called, "Let Jim in, he's escaping with me." He jumped in the turret and we were on our way. We stayed pretty close to the aircraft, Jake yakked on the radio while Kris tried to make some funny jokes. I kept my eyes on the aircraft. "Hey Jake, what are those green things?" We all looked up and watched intently, they were two missiles headed to knock the aircraft out of the sky, this explained the tracker. It was a direct hit, the aircraft spiraled down to the ground and on impact was torn to pieces. "Nice hit, sir!" said Jake on the radio. "Wait a minute, that was the plan?" I inquired. "Of course, you think we would modify a government edition tracker to just see where a aircraft is going? What a waste of time." We drove on for many more hours, until finally we reached a base. There was a bunch of activity, people manning turrets, grabbing guns, and loading up vehicles. I asked what was going on, Jake only replied, "We're taking you to the captain!" I was rushed into a small room with a desk, two computers, radar equipment, and a very big chair. I could hear the captain's voice on the radio issuing various commands. In about five minutes he turned around and talked to Jake in code. I have no idea what they talked about to this day, but by the look of things, it wasn't good. "Hello there Joey, I'm Raymond, the captain of this installation. Can you hold a gun?" "Yes sir, how do you think I ended up on this prison planet?" I replied. "Yes, Earth isn't the best place anymore, but I need you to go find some gear. We have two men and one female coming up the creek, they're armed but apparently the female has a bullet wound in the shoulder. They've taken out our patrol on the south side of the creek and their next stop is here so I need people to be ready. I hear the female is the one with that disease people in the prisons are talking about, I want her alive, we have doctors here who can put her back into stasis. I want to find the pathogen and find a cure. Get out of here! Find a weapon and you might want to put on a helmet, it could get hairy outside!" With that, I left. Too much happened during the remaining battles, I lost a few friends, and made some new ones. 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