Jailbreak Creative Writing

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I woke up to my worst nightmare, trying to stand felt like the metal floor kept hold of me with an agonizing pain punishing my back for sleeping on the glacial grey ground. Looking around the dark menacing compartment, I spotted a pale emotionless man sitting on a sturdy wooden oak plank used a uncomfortable resting bunk. He was next to the atrocious ancient cage with a frightening smirk staring outside his cell with impatience as if he was hoping for something to happen. Looking around, I noticed that he was wearing a grey and cream striped uniform that everyone outside this enclosure wore waiting in the never ending silence. Petrified, I wanted my life to end. All of a sudden the spine chilling metal door burst open followed with a bulging confused guard racing in closing the door behind and just stood there inattentively. The guard wore a untidy mismatched shirt and a messy pair of pants with untied brown leather shoes. The obese guard look more confused than happy to look after the imprisoned men. Looking at him felt like looking at a joke because of his unprofessional and unkempt look. As soon as I looked away the door lingered with a quick bang completely melting the childlike guard. Scared and baffled I witnessed two armed guards burst in with a pair of keys. They very quickly opened the …show more content…

We looked around the enormous maze of long dark hallways, to see a sign or anything to bring us out of this horror whilst we were recovering from our exhausting jog. We turned left continuously and was sure that we went through the same exact dull and grey spot a million times as if we were going in small circles. Whilst I was losing hope, I saw an aged grey gate with a bright green light blinding my eyes on the door. I instantaneously told the old man. Quietly he went rushing by me straight towards freedom but reaching the exit I felt as if It was going further

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