Breakout

[Ml08180]

"HEY GAURDS! WHAT'A WE GOT TO DO TO GET SOME FOOD AROUND HERE?", Mason yelled loudly. He was starting to feel claustrophobic and he was hungry. He looked around for anything that could be useful in his escape. Then he remembered, he had to warn Louis before the people showed up. If he didn't... he shuddered to think what might happen.

[lunar_furor]

He looked toward Mason's cell.

"I have been in here for maybe a week, I've heard no one, but I'm shackled to the wall and have little room to move. They bring in a terrible meal once a day. I managed to get a pin out of my pocket eventually and picked the locks on these shackles but don't undo them often, I really have no need to. To answer your question, I'm pretty sure no one else is down here. When they brought me down, and you probably noticed as well. The guards stand at the entrance up the stairs. It's dark down here and they are trying to drive us mad so it's safer and more practical for them to be up there anyway."

[qwertzuiop]

John was kicked down the stairs and shoved into his cell. "And there you'll stay for the next few years, Mr. Smith. At least we could prove you stole that chewing gum". And with that, the door smashed shut. He carefully stood up and looked around, trying to find anything of use to him. One thing caught his attention: a loose rock in the wall. He started shaking it and tried to pull it out, making quite a bit of noise in his small cell. Before he got it out, someone called.

[Ml08180]

Hey you over there, yeah you. Stop makin' that noise. Louis, the lighting can't drive me mad, I'm already there." Mason threw his head up and laughed a little before returning his previous expression. "Anyway, there's going to be some visitors here in a few days, just stay away from them and follow me, you'll be fine." Mason sighed a little and went back to humming his tune, not thinking, just giving a blank, emotionless stare to the wall across from his cell as he hummed.

[lunar_furor]

"There's little light down here, no clocks, no sound, no nothing. I'm assuming that in a few days we'll know what to do, since we can't count days on our own being there's no way to judge time down here." He just wanted to get out and live. He'd do what the man asked, anything the man asked... he thought.

[Reathos]

Philipe was led out of the chopper an into the dungeon. He thought: Damn, it stinks in here! and, I'm hungry... As the gaurd took off his handcuffs, he reached down to punch him in the nuts. After this Philipe just pummeled the guy, waiting to see if they could do anything before he killed the gaurd. I've been off the drugs too long... He thought to himself.