Fire alarm blasting the building had been set ablaze accidentally. The helter-skelter movement of people was an avenue for escaping from the confines of the yard instead of the stead of supposed assembly of the inmates.
¡Oye! los presos han huido del edificio( hey! the inmates have absconded from the building) Vamos a buscarlos (let’s go in search of them) replied a fellow prison guard.

Stepping outside the confines of his block, it felt all strange to him. It had been five years after his daughter had been born. He had been nursing the desire to hold his daughter after he heard the judge had asserted the judgment of his child to be taken to an orphanage home, to be given out for adoption. He knew his daughter being taken to the orphanage home wasn’t just the judge ruling the judgment based on any constitution, it was his punishment and consequence of having to fail to implement what he had been told to do. He blatantly refused as he knew that it would be consequential and even graver than what he was going through and possibly would go through in the predicament he has been ill fated to bear. No way could he have accepted to claim he and his wife had killed Rodriguez and planned the transfer of his properties to themselves, he could tell the conspiracy and plans his foes had hatched backfired terribly. He concluded they had not been able to lay their hands on the very reason why Rodriguez was non-existent.

Tade had long awaited an avenue to escape from the prison as his life was threatened on a daily basis. He knew the time of him sleeping and not waking up was soon to occur. His consistent nightmares has been a revelation of that. He had given up on his life but the appearance of a little girl increasingly reoccurring in his dreams trying to reveal something to him but, keeps transforming into a whirl wind was causing anxiety and desperation for him to meet his daughter. He knew nothing about his wife, he couldn’t even tell if she was still living but he knew happiness wasn’t anything she would be feeling wherever she may be. He had made the mistake of having to choose a corrupt lawyer to handle his case and that to him in a way, contributed to his present predicament.

From a distance he could see flashes of light and voices he had gotten accustomed to. He thought to himself ‘it’s not an option to be caught’. He climbed over the last block of fence hindering him from attaining his desire. Accompanied with his jump into the outer world were gun bullets. He was badly injured on his left leg, he leaned on an object for a while groaning in pain. As the gun shots seemed louder he knew he had to give his escaping the best shot even though he had been badly wounded. He walked fast limping and looking for a place to hide. He knew he would soon be surrounded even though he wasn’t within the prison confines. He knew all the odds were against him the weather was windy and he was not quite clear where he was all he knew was the outer world he had always looked forward to seeing wasn’t quite welcoming. As he thought of what next to do, while running he stumbled and there was an awful silence from within him.

MISUBLU 6
From the desk of Mary Elebijo..