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10/3/2015 3:35:49 PM
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"There's my way out."
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[b]a tray of food is slid through a small hatch on the door[/b]
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He looked at it. "Any salt-"
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[b]it seems to just be bread, steak, and water[/b]
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He ate the steak, throwing the water onto the screws that held the air vent in place.
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[b]this continues for days, which become weeks[/b]
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He had a bunch of trays, and some forks. He managed to steal some wires, making a bomb. He pulled off the rusted vent cover.
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[b]you hear a guard say[/b] "Cell inspection"
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He activated the bomb and threw it up, hiding under his bed:
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[b]the guards open the door and see the bomb then slam the door[/b]
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It blows open the wall and the celling.
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[b]guards rush in[/b]
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He grabbed one guard and held a fork to her throat.
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[b]she grabs your arm and snaps it back wards [/b]
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"Damn!"
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[b]they aim their weapons at you[/b]
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"Just. Let. Me. Go."
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[b]they drag you out of the room and into an APC[/b]
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He struggled.
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[b]they stop outside of the city and throw you out with all your stuff[/b]
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"Thanks!"
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[b]they drive away kicking up some dust and sand[/b]
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He got on his stuff and started walking.
