The special d class

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It's dark...

*Ground shakes*

Y/n: why is it dark?

*Ground shakes again as the sound of chains shifts*

Y/n: am I moving? *Moves arms*

*Chains shifts in response*

Y/n: chains?...why am I here again?...

Y/n starts thinking

Y/n: oh right I stole food and killed someone while in jail, dumbass shouldn't of burned my book...

Takes off sack on head

Y/n: a potato sack? Really? *Sees back of a reinforced car* well that expl- *The vehicle shakes violently*

Y/n: FUCKING ASS HOLE HIT A POTHOLE!!!
*The vehicle comes to a stop and is slightly tilting to one side*

Y/n: don't tell me the fucking tire popped...

A few minutes pass

Y/n: what's happening? *The vehicle lurches Forward*

Y/n: woo!! *Kicks leg forward for Ballance only for the chain to snap taught*

Y/n: man...*lays down* at least the seats are comfortable...*starts humming a random song with a slight grin before falling asleep*

Timeskip several hours later

The air is sharp...

Y/n opens his eyes
Y/n: are when in the mountains? *Chains rattle again*

Y/n inhales with a wider grin

Y/n: we are! Hahah good hopefully there isn't anyone annoying *looks at the chains and notices something*

Y/n: no fucking way!! They operate of a fucking cylinder and pin lock *sees two paperclips*

Y/n grins ear from ear but that faids after he realizes he can't reach them

Y/n: damn..*lays back down only for the vehicle to tilt down*

Y/n: well....that's convenient *steps on the paperclips as the van tilts back up*

Y/n: are we going up a fucking mountain or some shit? *Gets the paperclips and makes makeshift lockpick tools*

Y/n unlocks and removes the shackals after finicking around with the locking system and find the correct pins to hit and make sure none have a false set

Y/n: dumbasses... OH hello there i never introduced my self did I?

Y/n: my name is y/n I refuse to use my last name as my parents disowned me and kicked me out *yawns*

I guess you already know why I'm here *smiles*

Y/n: im 20 years old...young I know but now I'm going somewhere as a plee deal to reduce my sentence to a few years rather than 30 thankfully the judge saw the recording of what that now deceased inmate did and ruled in self defense, but murder is still murder

*Vehicle slows to a stop*

Y/n: looks like we have arrived

The doors open and y/n is greeted to 2 gun barrels and two surprised guards

Y/n: hello

Gard one: how did you get out of the cuffs?

Y/n: paperclips second you need better systems, third...did y'all get a flat on the way here?

Gard two: noted and yea...sam can't drive worth two shits

Gard one aka Sam: hey you were the one wanting me to look at shit that was not on the road!!