Introduction to an escapee
The sound of the siren is really starting to annoy me. I know the prisoners are escaping! Most of them aren't even alive anymore! Neither am I... Today , I finally have a chance to escape and I'm wasting my chances. I might have enough time if I get to the lab in sector 17! Maybe I can get the hell out of here!
The lab door's control panel appears to have been critically damaged by one of the prisoner's skulls. Nobody has noticed me so far , so this is my only chance. I can here the footsteps of other soldiers comin from down the hall. If only they were capable of understanding what it's like to have free will. The lab is dimly lit and the only thing illuminating any light are the ones in my eyes.
So many advanced devices and I'm looking for the one that's partially finished. After minutes of searching , I finally found the interdimensional teleporter. This was meant to be used in case the Warden wanted to make any super jails in other dimensions in the event that this one gets overcrowded. It looks mostly finished and by that I mean all the essentials are in place. I don't want to live here , on this planet , or this world any longer.
I quickly search up the key terms: Peaceful , tolerant , and harmony. It seemed stupid but I'd rather spend the rest of my life without anymore un-needed brutality. To my surprise , only a few dimensions came up. Only one of them were capable of being transported to. I ready the teleportation sequence but not before I set a satchel charge on the control panel so that the multiverse would be free of SuperJail.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" Screamed what I believed to be one of the leading scientists."DONT LET HIM DESTROY MY CREATION!"
The portal was finally open! I take one last look back at my fellow soldiers before they opened fire. Time seemed to slow down as I jumped backwards into the portal. I could see bullets heading straight towards me. I began to experience emotions that have been taken away from me years ago. The sudden joy made what's left of my insides feel all warm and fuzzy. I finally did it.
My vision was immediately assaulted by an array of color as I flew through the wormhole. My joy turned into nausea and the warm fuzzy feels turned into disgust. I took advantage of what has become of me all those years ago and temporally shut off my optical sensors. All I can do is hear. All I can hear is the wind against my chassis and the *THUD*... Oh , I'm here.
