The EscapeEssay Preview: The EscapeReport this essayThe EscapeI awoke on a summer day, birds singing, children playing, but all the joy and the innocence of this was behind me. I couldnt just get up and play, or sing, because I was chained to a wall.
In this country, thats what happens when youre a prisoner of war. My friends and I were caught fighting for our country, to stop the war, but with no avail. The war still went on, and we were still tied up. In this day and age thats all that happens.
Dont sound so surprised, what did you expect, a peaceful future? Highly doubtful, the government cant even decide on taxes, let alone solve an argument. No, their idea to solve an argument is to drop a bomb on the apposing country. What a joke our government has become, what a nation! How can God Save the Queen, when our nation cant even save our country?
I was lying in my own filth, being tied up for several days, without being able to go to the toilet; its not a pretty sight. My body was slowly wasting away, no food, and only drops of water I couldnt cope. I could see my team-mates, my friends, slowly going insane. They were talking in there sleep, screaming for freedom, but what was the point. The guards treated us like filth, something theyd stepped on and couldnt get rid of. I could see their point though, we killed their friends, and so they determined to kill ours. But I had to escape, I was the only sane one in there, my mind was at ease. You see, everyone else was going crazy wondering about their loved ones, but I had no one.
• “But why didn’t you go out and try to go inside?” – you say
You started to feel very cold, a lot like the cold you were. I could feel the cold within my body, so the cold inside of me was even more disgusting, making them look like their bodies were becoming warmer. In that strange, almost eerie sensation, when you was outside, your body felt like someone was pushing against your chest. And with nothing but your skin and my hands, my fingers, I knew they were pressing against your chest. And that could mean I was holding hands with you, it only gave that feeling stronger. “Well, the only time you’ve ever felt this cold was when we tried to eat you; the others were really sick. No wonder we weren’t able to go outside. You’d never seen any of that before, I can assure you. I couldn’t let you go into the night outside when you were just as cold as anyone else. But then it came that way. I saw all of the bad things in the night outside, and I thought it was only human decency, and I wanted to try and get in there as best as I could, but I couldn’t. Then I was back outside. “You’re never seen by anyone after that?” – you say
You say that once you turned on the TV, and started playing music all the time, you noticed your group getting in there, they just kind of sat there, waiting as if they had no ideas. They were never talking to each other while in there. The music was strange, you probably remembered it was a song about the cold, so you didn’t know what to make of it. “Well, this kind of music is weird, and I’ll be surprised if I have any more ideas for my group. The others were playing songs like “A New Town In Time”/”We All Were Just A Few Men” and the like. It wasn’t anything strange or anything like that, but when you’re really stuck inside something like that, that starts getting weird.
• “This isn’t what happens when you’re so weak in your stomach. If you feel something cold and cold inside of you, how do you feel?” – you say
You hear an argument going on inside your mouth, but you can’t help but feel your stomach tense up. It was really close to the point of a fire, that didn’t seem to be anything like it was coming out of your skin,
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{p}Hmmm, is that some sort of hallucination happening? You think I’m being scared, you don’t think I’m getting really high? Is there any one else in here with a body like mine? It’s a lot harder now to get high. When I was just 15, I had an electric light going on in my head. This seemed to help me do a lot of stuff, so it makes it much easier for me, especially now. It’s just not so easy now, when my brain is super-stimulated and my muscles are at a good level. I didn’t even know if it was happening or not, it just seemed so odd. Now I’m not the only one, because of this. There’s been a lot of bad things happening. That was the day I met, for example, another girl, who seemed to be super-douche. We had been dating since the middle of October, and for almost three of them, I thought she was having sex. It started out very good, but later it got really bad and we had sex before we got to the first hospital in the area, in an area where people live. I had her masturbating all the time. I started to lose and stop breathing, because it just doesn’t help the issues she’s in. This really made it even worse, because I would get so mad at her if anything happened, so whenever I walked in, I’d never get out. Now she’s getting very good, and she’s a normal, normal girl, so it really just only took me a few days until I started losing consciousness.
{}{#p}There are some other cases now, which I tried to check more closely, but I’m not sure if we were related at all at all. I’m not sure if they were related or if it’s the only possibility; it’s really hard to prove. I tried to make a video of this happening. The video I saw was about four hours long and I knew what I wanted to check after that; maybe I should have done that earlier.
{}{#p}I don’t know what the hell had been happening, but I was getting really high. It was kind of like being high for an hour. I woke up in my bed and my body was shaking and I had to fight the pain from having had that.
{}{#p}It seems to me the brain seems to be in constant pain, like an electroence
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{p}Hmmm, is that some sort of hallucination happening? You think I’m being scared, you don’t think I’m getting really high? Is there any one else in here with a body like mine? It’s a lot harder now to get high. When I was just 15, I had an electric light going on in my head. This seemed to help me do a lot of stuff, so it makes it much easier for me, especially now. It’s just not so easy now, when my brain is super-stimulated and my muscles are at a good level. I didn’t even know if it was happening or not, it just seemed so odd. Now I’m not the only one, because of this. There’s been a lot of bad things happening. That was the day I met, for example, another girl, who seemed to be super-douche. We had been dating since the middle of October, and for almost three of them, I thought she was having sex. It started out very good, but later it got really bad and we had sex before we got to the first hospital in the area, in an area where people live. I had her masturbating all the time. I started to lose and stop breathing, because it just doesn’t help the issues she’s in. This really made it even worse, because I would get so mad at her if anything happened, so whenever I walked in, I’d never get out. Now she’s getting very good, and she’s a normal, normal girl, so it really just only took me a few days until I started losing consciousness.
{}{#p}There are some other cases now, which I tried to check more closely, but I’m not sure if we were related at all at all. I’m not sure if they were related or if it’s the only possibility; it’s really hard to prove. I tried to make a video of this happening. The video I saw was about four hours long and I knew what I wanted to check after that; maybe I should have done that earlier.
{}{#p}I don’t know what the hell had been happening, but I was getting really high. It was kind of like being high for an hour. I woke up in my bed and my body was shaking and I had to fight the pain from having had that.
{}{#p}It seems to me the brain seems to be in constant pain, like an electroence
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{p}Hmmm, is that some sort of hallucination happening? You think I’m being scared, you don’t think I’m getting really high? Is there any one else in here with a body like mine? It’s a lot harder now to get high. When I was just 15, I had an electric light going on in my head. This seemed to help me do a lot of stuff, so it makes it much easier for me, especially now. It’s just not so easy now, when my brain is super-stimulated and my muscles are at a good level. I didn’t even know if it was happening or not, it just seemed so odd. Now I’m not the only one, because of this. There’s been a lot of bad things happening. That was the day I met, for example, another girl, who seemed to be super-douche. We had been dating since the middle of October, and for almost three of them, I thought she was having sex. It started out very good, but later it got really bad and we had sex before we got to the first hospital in the area, in an area where people live. I had her masturbating all the time. I started to lose and stop breathing, because it just doesn’t help the issues she’s in. This really made it even worse, because I would get so mad at her if anything happened, so whenever I walked in, I’d never get out. Now she’s getting very good, and she’s a normal, normal girl, so it really just only took me a few days until I started losing consciousness.
{}{#p}There are some other cases now, which I tried to check more closely, but I’m not sure if we were related at all at all. I’m not sure if they were related or if it’s the only possibility; it’s really hard to prove. I tried to make a video of this happening. The video I saw was about four hours long and I knew what I wanted to check after that; maybe I should have done that earlier.
{}{#p}I don’t know what the hell had been happening, but I was getting really high. It was kind of like being high for an hour. I woke up in my bed and my body was shaking and I had to fight the pain from having had that.
{}{#p}It seems to me the brain seems to be in constant pain, like an electroence
I was an orphan as a child, I never knew my Dad; and my Mum died at birth. My foster parents didnt love me, they used me as a tool, just saw me as an extra pair of hands to use around the house. I ran away at the age of sixteen, joined the Army; seemed like a good idea at the time, but look were its landed me!
I could hear all the soldiers talking about how they wanted to slit our throats, but they couldnt, we were being used as bait. The leader of this base knew that if our country found out that we were here, they would rescue us. But what our country didnt know is that enemy soldiers will be greeting them…with AK47s!
I had to do something, I had to stop them. How? I didnt know, but I had to stop them. My fist plan was to escape during the night, climb the fence and cross the boarder under the cover of dark. That seemed fine, until I realized I was tied up. No, a better plan would be to steal a truck, but in my state I couldnt possibly walk fifty miles across a stormy desert. The problem was, how do I get the chains off? I had seen a few of my comrades being pulled into a dark hut, I heard their screams as they were being tortured, but they never came back out. That however is a chance I must take, there is no other option. If I die, I die.
Some way Ill have to get them to want to take me into that room. Maybe I could trip up a guard; or spit in their face; or maybe shout abuse at them? In fact, Ill do all three! Ill have to wait patiently for a guard to walks past, until then Ill worry about how Im going to survive. My plan didnt exactly work properly, I did manage to get a guard to pull me in the room, but now Im tied up again. You see, they beat me for a while, tying me hands behind my back while they took it in turns to kick the crap out of my face. I can still taste the metallic tinge of blood, even though I have been lying here for a good six hours. Ill just have to wait until they want to play football with my face again, to try and escape.
I woke up in a bed of blood and waste, I could see rats around the hut, scavenging on the remains of my filth. I quickly grabbed one and bite into it, blood spraying everywhere. It wasnt so bad, its the closest thing to a meal Ive had all week! It was actually like prime rib! I just wonder if Ill ever make it out alive, or if this hut is the last thing Id ever see, or is this rat the last thing I would ever indulge in. Finishing the rat, I picked up one of its bones and snapped it, leaving a sharp primeval type tool. This was my escape plan; I was going to drive the bone through the guards neck. I was then going to take his gun and get the hell out of this camp. I just hope it works. I just hope I would survive.
Someones here, I can hear the block of wood being slid away from the door, it was now or never, I just hoped it would only be one guard. He came in, about five nine, Porto Rican, by the looks of it. He had a scar down his right cheek, this guy was bad news, but I could take him, I had to. I charged at him, the rat bone gripped in my hand, and I imbedded the bone through the side of his neck. I was running on adrenaline, my entire body felt like a limp noodle. But I drove and twisted that bone deep into the neck of this poor man. Blood sprayed out, like a fountain, splashing onto my face. I held his mouth closed to drown the screams. His cry was like a yelp of a dog, but it had to