The Ways of the Ponies

Orange.

Everything around me was orange. The beds, the sheets, the giant bodies that were looming over me when I woke up. Oh wait, those were my prison buddies.

"Yo Tom, we've came up with a radical plan to escape. It will take complete precision and timing. We've got the wool blankets, and it's time to jump over the fence." That is what my BEST prison friend, Jacob, said to me.

"You're kidding, right? You're super-bright idea is to do the most cliche escape ever?" I said, half-asleep.

"But we've also got these. Guys, show him." Jacob's guys, Jack and Billy, came up from behind him and showed me what they had. Jack had some knives. High quality and very sharp. Billy had some 9mm handguns. Perfect for crippling and potentially KILLING some prison guards.

"Look dude, you're either gonna have to suffer the consequences tomorrow for getting in here. OR, you can leave everything from the god-forsaken prison behind, and be done with it for good."

It wasn't exactly an easy choice. Someone had already tried to escape, but they cut their hand on some barbed wire at the top. It was pretty beat up. He will not recieve any proper medical treatment before the sentencing tomorrow. This whole damned place is corrupt. Everyone gets in, but no one gets out. But then I also realized that if we did pull this off, I could actually do what I wanted to do with my life. I wanted to open a deli shop. But that's another story.

"Yeah, I'll join your escape." I finally agreed to do it.

"Good, now let's get a move on. We've only got 1 hour until sunrise." Jake tried to make it a point that we had to be quick, or we'd suffer double the consequences. But with this hellhole, that was a chance I was willing to take.

Me, Jacob and his goons got to the fence. Standard issue. 3 fences to the outside. All with more and sharper barb wire. So by fence 3, you're either dead by barbed wire, or killed by the guards. But I've actually heard that the guards usually forget you at about the 2nd or 3rd fence. I guess they figure you'll get tired and surrender, or the 3rd fence will kill you.

"Alright. Tom. You go first. Here's the blanket." Jake handed me the wool blanket. The 1st fence was just standard, barbed wire. It was no problem getting over the first fence... That is, compared to the second fence. The guards must have heard the rattling of us all leaping the fence. The lights were looking all over the place, the sirens were going off, and they even dispatched most guard dogs and guards.

     "Damn." Jacob grumbled. "It doesn't seem luck is on our side, boys. We've got to hurry and jump the second fence." Easier said than done. The second fence was traditional barbed wire, mixed with just plain 'ole sharp wire. If I remember correctly, this is the one that the one guy got his hand cut up on. And all I needed to do was get across that fence, and I'd be home free.

This was going to be close

I was almost to the top of the fence. I could smell the freedom. Hamburgers? It doesn't matter. I was close. And that's when I had a sharp pain in my rear. I tried to pursue my escape through it, but then I got tired, and the last thing I remembered about that moment was hitting the ground and hearing a guard say, "Good shot. We couldn't risk letting THIS one get away." Why was I so important? They... If they didn't want me dead, they why the hell was I still here?

I ended up waking up in my bed. I didn't know how I got there, but I do know what that means. It means I have failed. My escape attempt was futile. I shouldn't have gone with Jacob's plan, which by the way, the group was no where to be seen. But I guess the only thing I can do is wait until my sentencing tonight. God, I hope I don't get death on the spot. But I guess there's only one way to find out.

Wait

I'll be honest with you, It was kinda surprising to find out that i would be thrown into The Pit. I honestly thought death on the spot was gonna be it.

     "Subject 2314, any last words before you're thrown into The Pit?" Those were the warden's last words before he personally threw me into The Pit. I didn't even get my last words.

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