This is the year of 1997, the year I broke out of prison. The sounds of the night awaken me from a sleep, a sleep that I needed for a while. I was in the prison cell. Cold and ready to eacape this nightmare. I tooken a guards gun and made a drill out of it with plastic knifes. I cut the prison bar and it hit me in the head, leaving a bruise. I kept breaking the bars in the process of the bars hitting me in my damn head. I finally made a exit way for me to escape. I jumped on to the ledge and took a run for it. I jumped the Bob wire fence and kept running. I could hear the sirens going of behind me. I felt free again and nobody could stop me again. Not nobody. No one would find me, or the victims I have killed...
To be continued...
