My mother told me her reason for requesting me as a bunk mate. It had absolutely nothing to do with her wanting to see or spend time with me. Instead, it was all about an escape plan she had been working on for some time now, but she couldn't find the right person to execute it until she found out I was here. With everything behind us and all forgiven I just wanted out. She can go her way, I can go mine; although she's my birth mother, I've learned to trust no one. Mother tells me that first thing on the list, is to get items from the kitchen. These items will help us make this escape darn near fool proof. We're in line to head to the chow hall, my goal is to start a riot. If we can control the kitchen we can get out of here tonight instead of trying to dig a tunnel under the prison with a spork. I'm not trying to spend another day in this place if I don't have too. I figure, it'll take me ten minutes to get everyone on board. I mean, who doesn't want to be free? I already have 20 women wanting to escape, what they don't know is they're my decoy. Each of them are heading west of the prison, I'm heading northeast away from them and the lake that will greet them after they jump off of the cliff, which is almost 100 feet.
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