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Henry Stickmin has been used to solitude and being alone, but to be trapped in a small confined room with nothing but a small window that only let's in a small stray of light and for a strong blizzard that is happening right now?
It's driving him mad.
Hugging his knees close to his chest just so he can feel a bit of warmth. He placed his head in his arms as he slowly recalls on what happened to him and how he gets stuck on a place like this.
After the warden ordered his second in command to take Henry to the transfer cell. Henry had only been here for a few minutes but he wanted out.
This prison isn't like the one he had escape from, this place had more weapons and maximized security. If he wanted to escape this place, then he needs a plan to get out without anyone noticing.
As he and the second in command continues to walk from hallway to hallway, he takes the time to make sure he memorize each path he needs to use for his escape.
Before he can gets his mind back on track, he gets shoved inside a room -probably the transfer cell- the thing he first sees is another person sitting in the floor. Their red hair being to obvious, But Henry kept a distance between him and the red haired girl.
If he plans to get out he needs to do it fast yet still manage to leave without anyone noticing. The only problem is that the clock is ticking.
He let out a quite sigh as he tries to calm his nerves that's about to explode any minute.
Tick.... Tick.... Tick....
It's useless....
He thought as he grits his teeth together due to frustration, he couldn't manage to come up with a plan. If only he had a complete layout of the building then it'll make it more easier for him.
Unfortunately he doesn't have that, and if he keeps stalling like this then he'll get locked up for good.
His eyes lit up for a moment until it disappeared and was replaced with a contemplating look in his eyes.
But what other choices does he have, either he gets trapped in this place or he just have to chrash tackle the guard and escape right now.
Oh well. So much for trying to escape without anyone noticing.
Without thinking twice, Henry rammed into the guard and started to run through the hallways. Trying to dodge the guards and the bullets by acrobating... Which he just learned right now.
...
One thing lead to another and now here he is in a car chase, he stirred the wheel to the left so he can slam the the car with one of the guards who was holding a shotgun. But as he did that, the truck lost control and started to tumble over.
Shit!
He whispered as the truck slides towards a cliffs edge, and just barely from falling over. Letting out a hiss as he felt pain surging from his hand, he holds it tightly and tries to calm his breath.
Hearing a loud screech and something closing, Henry started to sweat while trying to avert his look from the bottom of the cliff.
"I have to say, Henry, I am impressed, really I am."
The warden said, his voice clearly was filled with in awe. But Henry didn't know if he should take it as a compliment or a threat.
"You're the first person to escape The Wall,"
The truck suddenly moves close to the edge making Henry panic as he slowly moves father from the broken window, terrified if he makes a wrong move then it'll be the end for him.
"but this is the end for you. You've got two options here Henry: You stay in there, or you return to us back to the complex."
Henry could feel the truck almost losing balance as the warden continues to talk. He couldn't find a way out of this...
"What's it going to be Henry?"
His hands were shaking, not because of the cold but from the feeling of defeat. He was surrounded, he doesn't have a plan for him to escape from this. He closed his eyes tightly, his hand turning to a fist ignoring the pain as he started to doubt the choice he was about to make.
He slowly opened his eyes, tears threatening to fall. He looks at his hands that were covered from the shattered glass and was bleeding badly, the temperature being a problem as he slowly feels it turning numb.
Raising both of his hands to show that he was giving up, Henry could feel himself about to cry out as he realized that his escape failed.
"You've made the right choice."
No, it's more like I didn't have much of a choice any way.
He felt his arms being grabbed roughly and lifting him slowly out of the window. Clenching his mouth shut from letting out a sound of pain, Henry could feel the glass poking his body. It's a good thing he was wearing a sweater, or he would been freezing to death.
It's a good thing they managed to get Henry out of the truck, because as soon as he was out the truck had fallen to the edge of the cliff.
Henry didn't know what to feel right now, if he had been anymore slower then he would surely have been in Death's footsteps. And that was one thing he didn't wanted.
"Alright, back to the complex! And you better make sure that he doesn't try to escape or your all fired!"
That was the last thing he heard before he felt something hard hit his head knocking him out cold.
...
As soon as his eyes opened, he quickly noticed the metal bracelets that were clinging to both of his wrists. Not only that, it seems like somebody changed his outfit, instead of the black sweater and his blue hoodie it was replaced with the common black and white jumpsuit. And for some reason he felt one of his legs feeling heavy, but he just ignored it thinking it was only because of the cold. Instead of wondering who change his clothes, Henry was more focused on the bracelet that was currently residing in his wrists.
Confused and curious, Henry tried to take the one of the metal bracelet off his wrist. But as he did that, he immediately felt a wave of shocks that made him cry out in pain.
The pain began to subsidies after some time, but Henry could still feel the effects from the shock waves. He glared at the metal bracelets that had a faint glow of blue.
That's when Henry started to realize where he was, he was inside a small room, with nothing but a small window. There wasn't light inside, except the only light there is from the window.
"I see you have grown attached to your new cell."
Henry looked out of the window to see the warden himself.
"This cell of yours is made of titanium. Even the window is bulletproof, so that's impossible for you to escape."
He said while gesturing around as if he was proud of his work. Which he was.
"And lastly, we prepared something special for you Henry. But it seems like you already know how it works, judging by how the bracelet is glowing."
Henry looked down again as he noticed the glow was turning faint.
"This was specifically made so that prisoner like you won't have a chance. It electrifys you if you tried to take it off."
The warden explained to Henry, who was too busy looking at his feet. Now knowing why he felt something weighing him down.
"Ah, I almost forgot about that one! Grigori was the one who suggested that which I approved of. Not only does that weight you down, it also has a tracker on incase you decided to escape again. Which we'll probably never happen."
Henry lifted up the sleeves of his pants, now seeing the chain tied up to his ankle leading to a large metal ball. He also noticed a small red light flickering on and off.
"You should feel honored Henry, after all. Your the first person to almost escaped the complex. But it seems like you've run out of luck. I'll make sure you stay in this cell until you rot Henry Stickmin."
After saying that, he left Henry who was deep in thought.
He looked at his now bandaged hand as he thoughts if his choice was worth it. He didn't think of his consequences throughly, if he had known this was waiting for him then he had no choice but to greet Death.
Tired and exhausted, Henry just stayed in a corner and holds his arms around him in an attempt to warm himself up.
And now here he is, stuck in this hellhole with no way out. He didn't know how much time had past by while he was here in the Wall. To him, it felt like a year had already passed.
But one things for sure, and it's that Henry can't take it anymore. He couldn't handle the coldness any more longer, the jumpsuit he was wearing wasn't a big help to warm himself up. And this room. He felt suffocated, he was terrified that one day it'll suddenly close around him until he gets squashed to death.
If he stayed her any more longer then he'll really start to think of a way to commit suicide. Yes, he was scared of death. Back then he had the ability to see different timelines, on what would happen if he choose this or that. It helped him escaped a prison and stole the Tunisian Diamond. Not only that but because of that ability he also escaped death multiple times.
But after helping the government out from capturing the Toppats, he wasn't able to see through it anymore. Which is why he decided to surrender himself and was brought back to the Wall.
I just... I just wish that I can leave this place. I don't think I can last longer in here...
He said to himself. But deep down, he knew it was just false hope. Henry decided to just sleep in, the only thing he can only do the whole time he was stuck here.
He felt nothing but only the cold as he started to lose himself to sleep.
...
Henry was suddenly awoken by something loud being opened. Before he could investigate the noise, he immediately covered his eyes when he was faced with a blinding light.
And that's when he knew something was going on.
"Good to see you awake Henry."
Shocked, he slowly lowered his hand away from his face after getting used to the light. Seeing the once closed metal door now wide opened. But he's suspicious was correct. He was looking at a familiar face he thought he would never would see again.
"Hope you had a nice sleep, because you'll need it when we board the helicopter."
His mind was blank, he didn't know how to exactly process on what's going on.
But instead, he finally felt something warm slides off his face. Hope bursting through his whole body.
"What are you waiting for Henry."
He could only muster out a weak reply:
"Roger that General."