The sun grows hotter every day. They have been shooting pods into the sky for weeks now. I see it just creeping through the cell bars, getting brighter. The guards left yesterday, left us for dead to get off world. I know I did wrong, but at least I go out knowing those I harmed have found peace. Lost and found guns were made use of as the air became stale. I took a pair of shades and a cap from Warden's office, then headed up to one of the watchtowers, waiting for the end as king of the world.
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Short StoryA challenge to see if I could pack a book's worth of story into only one hundred words. enjoy :)
