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Predator: The Hunt Chapter Two By Iggy Booriakin Tomorrow morning. I had been taken to solitary confinement for: 1. Disrupting the town, 2. Reports of bad bloodness, and 3. Killing and “innocent” human. I am no bad blood. He had something of mine. And I wanted it back. I am sentenced to five years in prison with no food. Strange things have happened down here in prison. The same thing on the ship. I think that people haunt me… or Alien. I don’t know what to do about it. They won’t do anything about it either. They torture me everyday here. One arbitrator sliced my arm just for asking to go to the bathroom. He told me to go in my cell, then he started to laugh. I was just about to punch him, but a guard came and told me to go back to my cell. My mind is betraying me everyday more and more. I’m just losing it. I can’t control my actions when I’m near an arbitrator or a guard. I feel as if someone has shot me in the head and I still lived. One day I know that I will try to kill a guard and I will get sentenced to 25 years in solitary confinement. There must be a way to escape. I have finally figured it out. In my cell, there is a little windowcill near the ceiling. I will break that, and there will be an axe a few inches below the windowcill. Once I get that, I can either break the bars of my cell, or break below the windowcill and no one will see. But if I use that option, I need to figure out a way to get out of the cages that surround the facility. There are barbwires on top of the fences, so I have to be very careful. If I get stabbed by one, I’m dead. They will find out by my yelling. So I have to jump over those when I’m near them on the fence. Once all of that is finished, I’m free. I’m sure this plan will work perfectly. Comment Top of page Copyright © 2004, Iggy Booriakin.