Seven boys ...
Trapped for life in an iron block that stinks of rot and blood.
Men in white coats who only tell lies.
Nurses who only gives them medication and injections.
Anger...
Fear...
Hate...
Sadness...
Loneliness...
Words that describe the boys' feelings and yet nothing statements. They no longer know what is real or only corresponds to their manipulated perception, but they know one thing ...
They want out of here!
Mark is sitting on the bed in his room and staring at the wall.
Waiting ... for the right moment ...
For what?
To finally disappear ...
Then the lights go out in the whole building.
"It's time to go!" He says softly to himself with a big grin on his face.
He goes to the door and opens it. It is not complete. He leaves the room and enters the hallway, where he can already see the others waiting.
"Let's go!" He says to the others and they all follow Mark outside. They can walk out of the front gate undisturbed.
They continue to follow Mark.
Where?
No idea. They just want to get away from this place and never come back.