Walk to Freedom

The Walk to Freedom

It was two in the afternoon as Jason came face to face with his cracked watch. A beam of sun light through the bars of his cell filled the room with an afternoon glow. He sat there wondering how he ended up in a place like this. One year down, fourteen to go…
A buzzer went off, this was part of Jason’s daily routine in the prison, where he dragged his body out to the recreation yard where he met his new friend Stan. Stan was an older man, but not so old that he couldn’t put up a decent fight. He had taken Jason under his wing just after he had entered the prison. Stan knew that the prison life was tough, and he had a plan to fix that.
When Jason saw Stan from far away, he casually walked towards him as if it were any other day. They exchanged nervous looks, but carried on as normal. Jason was given a large screw, which he quickly hid in his sock. Stan’s plan was for Jason to remove the sink in his cell, and dig through the brick wall. Stan’s theory was that because the prison was so old, the walls had started decaying, leaving them brittle and vulnerable. Behind the walls there were passages leading to the sewers and finally to freedom. This all was happening too fast, Jason could not shake off the feeling that he would get caught and have to deal with the consequences, never mind being killed. Two weeks till escape.
Every night, when no one could hear him carving away at the brittle wall, Jason used to work on his escape, fear and adrenaline pumping through his veins, knowing he could get caught any minute. When his ‘work’ was done for the night, he used to place the sink back up against the wall as if nothing had happened. 24 hours till escape
His old watch chimed at the stroke of one o’clock, he knew it was time. Leaving his belongings behind, Jason slowly removed the sink got a breath of stale air, the smell of freedom. Jason gave his cell one last glance, almost as if he would miss it. Squeezing his way through the small opening in...