SWITCHBLADE TRAVIS

PART SIX: THE GREAT ESCAPE

Travis not dare touch that fake meat. As of right now, Travis wanted out. Out of a confined space and into his own world. He looked around for a way to escape, and at last, he found it. That window happened to be the only barrier between him and the outside world. Travis suddenly remembered that the fake meat freaks did not take his property. He still had everything. His hat, boots, and shirt were still on and his pockets were still full. Not that many people in general used pockets nowadays. Pocket use was now frowned upon in this cruel and confusing world for whatever reason. Anyway, Travis dug into the left back pocket of his old worn out jeans and pulled out a shiny switchblade knife. He thought, "If only I could edge this between the window frame, and even then, it would be hard to fit through. Well, it's the only shot I've got at escaping." Just as Travis was stepping closer to the window, the cell door flew open and a short, white, buff man emerged in the doorway. He motioned for Travis to follow him, and Travis had no choice but to oblige, having stuffed the switchblade slyly in his sleeve. After walking down many corridors and hearing nothing but silence as the two men walked around, full of click-clacks from Travis' boots and mystery in the air, they finally entered a dark room with an open door at one end and chains from the other end. The mysterious man motioned for travis to walk toward the middle of the room. Travis obliged and spoke. " Who are you? Where are we?" The mystery man spoke. " My name is Stephen Brock-Myers." The lights flicked on with a flash as Stephen kept speaking. " I am the key to those chains or your ticket to freedom. Now, focus up. The beautiful dog, Charley, I know him now. Still got a few years in him." Travis scoffed and replied. "Yeah, I know Charley too. He's my dog. What's your business with him?" Stephen spoke. "I heard that he was wondering down Sixth Street. Waltzed right in front of a semi. He was still trying to walk, so whoever hit him put Charley out of misery. Did Charley a favor. This world is ruthless yet fun." The room went pitch black again, with the only light coming from an open door an eternity away. Just as Stephen was about to speak, Travis pulled the switchblade from his sleeve and slashed Stephen's throat with a wild stab and ran through the open door, leaving behind a dying body and a trail of shame.