Prolouge Draft (Please no hate!!)

I held the cold bars with a tight grip, hands almost white from squeezing them so hard. It felt like my fingers would explode, but I dared not let go, too afraid they would catch me at the sound of my movement.

My heart was beating so fast it felt unnatural, although that was the least of my worries. I was almost certain they could hear it, since it was so tense and tight between my ribs.

I had been stuck in this torture chamber for so long that I had lost track of time. What day of the week, or what month it was, I had no clue.

I didn’t know when to go, when it would be safe. To be honest, I was scared to leave. Scared right as I left they would come find me, and bring me right back here to stay.

I tiptoed to the window, and took a peek at the land below. A crevice between the stone windowsill was crawling with ants, which climbed to the tips of my finger nails. I shook off the bugs, although they had been my only roommates for as long as I could remember. It was true what they all said, the prison was nasty, tight, and certainly not welcoming. I saw the guards at the entrance of the prison with blank expressions, barely blinking.

The small crack in the corner of my window was just enough space. This was it. I had been planning for more than three months, working on my escape. I grabbed the pebble on my prison floor and got prepared to throw it out the window, down to the ground below.

I had to do it right, this was the only object I had in my cell that would grasp enough of their attention. I flung the small rock straight through the crack and directly towards where I aimed. So far, my plan was working just as I had arranged.

The two imbeciles immediately spun their heads around at the surprise of the pebble being thrown at them, and looked at each other, perplexed.

This was it. This was my chance.

I jogged to the door and it magically swung open before me. I hadn’t expected this to happen, but I didn’t have time to think it over. I sprinted down the hallway, so determined to escape that I almost didn’t notice all the other crooks, criminals, and villains in their cells goggling at me.

Everyone in this repulsive place was desperately jealous of anyone who had the chance to freedom. But they all deserved to be here. I had been misunderstood. I had been helping people. Yet I still had been captured.

I kept running, out of breath now. I bolted through the back door of the prison, and plummeted straight into the moat surrounding the building. It payed to be a misunderstood scoundrel, out of all my adventures and car-chases, I had learned many survival skills. Including swimming.

I was a highly skilled swimmer, and could hold my breath for longer than most people. I kicked as fast as I could and zoomed across the body of water like a torpedo. I pulled myself out and bolted as far away from the prison as I could.

I was entering a large grassy meadow with a fairy circle of peach trees surrounding the area. I decided the best place to hide was in a row of dense redwoods just outside the meadow.

I was out! I was really free! Excitement overcame the fear inside me and a huge smile came across my face.

“Ah-ha! So you really thought you could leave did ya?” said a cracking voice behind me. I turned around to see a zombie policeman. His uniform was ripped and his skin was dry, gray and wrinkled. He had empty sockets for eyes, and his mouth was open in a toothless grin. “Gotcha again, ya filthy rodent!” yelled another voice from my left. I spun around and my eyes filled with tears. An almost identical zombie police stood taller and with more confidence than the other. The only other difference was his one glowing yellow eyeball in his right eye socket. The other was blank like both the first police man’s eyes. They got closer as I got weaker. It was happening again, the same routine every time. I escape, I run a little farther than the last time, and the zombie police show up out of nowhere and take me right back, like a boomerang.

They were coming closer.

I was cornered.

That’s when they woke up.