Page 42 of A Dangerous Game
I lean against the locked cell door waiting for someone to pass by and let me out. I’ve got my shank ready to plunge into someone who starts something with me.
A crackle comes over the PA system. “All inmates return to your cells immediately! This is a lockdown!” Then another crackle over the system. “This is a mandatory lock down! All inmates return to your cells.”
Guards run past my cell yelling into their radios with their current locations and what is happening around them.
And that’s when I see Hall. He’s eager to move up in the ranks to prove how great he is to the corrections department but he’s also a first class asshole. He’s running past my cell with his hand on his radio at his mouth.
I could literally stick my hand out and stab him in the stomach and no one would know I did it either. It was fucking amazing. However, my beef with Hall is much deeper than that. No, he’s pinned shit on me to fuck and now I’m going to teach him a lesson.
“What’s wrong, Hall? Someone’s gettin’ some action and you’re late to the party?” I tease.
“Man, you’re a fucking piece of shit. Thinking you’re big and bad behind a steel gate.”
I chuckle. “If you think that, why don’t you open the cage and see for yourself.”
The second the gate opens, he’s rushing me like he can take me. The asshole thinks he can take me! This is fucking great.
I swing and hit him in the side of the mouth and he staggers back. His back hits the bunk and he bounces back. I hit him again and again, over and over. The mother fucker doesn’t stay down.
The cocky asshole thinks he’s got me as he lands a punch to my ribs. I stagger back a little before gaining my balance and pull out my shank ready to stab it in his side.
With the alarms and people yelling all around us, all I hear is the deafening beat of my heart beating. It’s a steady beat but I know it's the calm before the storm. As soon as I finish with Hall, the chaos outside is going to be fuckin’ crazy.
“Hulk!”
Turning my head very quickly to see who’s calling me, I place the shank against the guard’s throat to hold him steady. The last thing that I need is for him to think he’s getting one over me. “What?” I bark while pressing the blade further into the bastard’s skin. Growling at the guard, I let him know my intentions on how I’m going to kill him. “You set me up so you can prove you’re bigger and badder than me? You’re nothin’ but a little fuckin’ pussy ass bitch.”
“Hulk!”
Turning my head, I see Elvis standing in the cell door. “What the fuck are you doin’ in here?” I look him up and down but I notice he’s wearing civilian clothes. He’s not an inmate.
“We need to get the fuck outta here. ASAP!”
Looking back at the guard who’s face is turning red from the lack of oxygen, I consider my next move. I could fucking kill him quickly then get the fuck out or I can take him with me and have fun outside the prison.
“It’s your lucky day, Hall. I’m gonna kill you quick.”
Slicing the shank across his neck, blood shoots out of his neck splashing me in the face. He slumps over and I take my shank out of his neck to wipe it off. I might have to use it later.
“What are you doin’ here?” I ask again.
Elvis shakes his head while walking into the cell. “We gotta move now. Before they call backup.”
He’s dragging me out of the cell by my arm. “We gotta go. They’re waiting for us outside!”
We run through the pod which is caught up in complete chaos that’s going to end a few lives. Guards are taken captive by the inmates since now they are without any form of protection.
We might be inmates and criminals, but we’re still criminals.
“Who’s here?” I demand examining my pod. I’m never comin’ back here. Fuck that shit. These bastards can keep it.
“Bishop, Redbeard, Hawk and Long John are waitin’ in the van. We gotta get you home and tell you what’s going on.”
Suddenly, a bad taste floods my mouth and I have a feeling I’m not going to like it. It must have been something extremely bad if they are busting me out of prison.
Maximum prison, my ass.
The buzzer door to the outside is wide open with Bishop standing in it. “Let’s fuckin’ go before they have us do a chain gang shit.”
