I woke up another dark and nasty night. Was it even night? Don't know. The only thing I could tell for sure, 'twas pretty dark in there. I was locked in a small prison cell. The man next cell was crying as his soul was leaving his weakened body. What will I do? Wait for death as that guy? No. The only thing I'll do, is everything to GET OUT ALIVE...
The way out...
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Now we can see outside. It´s bright and nice. But we are still locked inside and somehow need to make it out of there...