Steve

LA

11-5-01

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Vast desert all around you, blazing sun in the sky. A row of 10 camouflage tents to your left, grunting young men to the right. The faint smell of sweat in the air. A 20-foot high fence surrounds the area. In each corner is a guard tower with a cabin to the left of it, a kennel to the right for the policemen and dogs. Welcome to Camp Alatopainac.

11:30 PM. A boy named Mic slyly glided in front of a car dealership. He took a leisurely turn into the lot. Mic saw nothing that pleased him. He skillfully slipped into the display building. Mic looked around. He saw Dodges, Chevrolets, Chryslers, and, "Beautiful" slipped out of Mic’s mouth as he began to glide over to the new, topless, BMW. " White exterior, black interior, just what I’ve been looking for," Mic said to himself in a whisper.

Mic slid into the BMW with ease. He then broke open the casing beneath the steering wheel to reveal an assortment of wires, which looked like a plate of spaghetti. Mic snatched a pair of dinky little pliers out of his jacket and started to cut and tie wires together.

That’s when he heard it. Sirens. Mic hadn’t known there was an alarm system guarding the BMW. Before the police got into the building, Mic got the engine to run.

He pounded the pedal to the ground and blazed right through a wall made of thick glass, as though it were a sheet of paper, right into a ditch. Mic was arrested and was hauled out of the sleek BMW and shoved into a boxy police car.

Mic was dragged into court. He was found obviously guilty and was sentenced to 5 years of prison. " The jail is full," the judge said abruptly.

Mic was puzzled. " Full? How can the jail be full?"

The judge ignored the question and said with a hint of glee in his raspy voice, " Instead you are going to Camp Alatopainac."

The next day Mic arrived at the camp. It was horrible. Desert all around him, the only shrubs he could see were dead. Then he saw it. What he would be doing for the next 5 years. Rows of outlaws chained together, sledge hammers in hand, breaking rocks.

He was shown his broken down cot, where he would eat, and next thing he knew he was chained with the others, handed a sledge hammer and was forced to break the rocks in front of him.

After a few days Mic made new friends. Kyle, easily caught robbing a liquor store, and Phil, barely caught burning down his old high school.

Only a few weeks after Mic arrived he could not stand Camp Alatopainac. He needed a plan. A plan to escape.

" Come on this place is unbearable," whispered Mic while looking around to make sure that nobody could hear them.

"I don’t know" Phil said uneasily looking around too.

" I guarantee I can get out of this place and get Mexico. Anyway Kyle has already decided to break out with me."

"Well… okay."

He had persuaded Kyle and Phil to come along with him on the escape. So they started on a plan. It took weeks of conspiring in the dark of the night and whispering during their hours of breaking rocks, but they did it. They came up with a plan.

The three of them would wait one night until all of the other outlaws fell asleep. Once everyone was asleep they would throw undercooked meat that they had been saving from their meals into each of the kennels to distract the dogs. Mic, Phil, and Kyle would sneak over to the gate and wait until a guard opened it to let a car in. They would slip through the gate and find a car. The three of them would break the windshield opened and get in as quickly as they could. Mic would try to hotwire the car before they get caught. Mic would then drive the three of them to Mexico, which shouldn’t be a very long trip.

Mic, Kyle, and Phil decided to do it that night. They threw the now dry meat into the kennel and sneaked over to the gate. A car came to the gate and so did a guard to open it. They stayed in the shadows and then, when they saw their opening, sneaked through. The three of them found a Hummer. There was no need to break open the window because it had none. Mic slid into the car like a snake, due to experience and started to fiddle with the wires while Phil and Kyle came in. Mic had tied together the last wire and they were off.

" All right! We did it!" The three of them pulled it off. While half-hugging and half wrestling, Mic’s eyes had been forcefully taken of the road while they where heading straight towards a cliff.

Phil looked up from under Kyle’s armpit because his stomach had taken a jump. "AHHH!" Phil shrieked with horror when he saw that they had driven right off a cliff. Mic and Kyle turned around to see what Phil was screaming at and they too realized that they drove off a cliff. They opened their mouths to scream but "BOOM!"

Blackness. Nothing to hear or smell. You can feel nothing. That is all there is where Mic, Phil, and Kyle have gone.

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