December 16, 2023
3:04 PM
Albany, New York
Evan walked through the open field of the prison yard. He looked up and saw a few skyways as he walked through. There was weirdly no one out there, but it was about to be 3:05. He had learned the schedule since he had served some time in the prison, 5 years for Class C Embezzlement, so he knew it was about to be yard time. The schedules were very different compared to most federal prisons.
He knew a little bit of the layout, but he mainly spent time in his cell, so he didn't know much. Also, when he served time, it was from March 2011-May 2016. He continued to walk through the yard until he heard the announcement;
Inmates, it is 3:05. It is time to get out in the yard. You need it.
Evan immediately ran for one of the blue doors that led to the inside, which was a room labeled 1-1. He reached it and slammed the door open. Inside were 2 guards.
"Hey! Who d--"
Evan pulled out his scalpel and slashed the air, which made a cut through the guard's throat. Evan then pulled out his silenced gun.
BANG
The gun still fired loudly but was more silent than just shooting raw. He had made a bullet land in the guard's head. The room had surveillance camera footage. Evan realized that he could see himself, a replay of himself running through the yard. Evan immediately shot at the cameras, in an attempt to destroy it.
Evan pulled out a journal and started to make a sketch of the outside of the prison. The perimeter and everything. He made a layout. He immediately sketched the room he was in down as he did so with the other rooms he would go into. While at it, he switched clothes with the guard he shot.
Evan walked through hallways, conveniently not running into anyone. He mapped everything out as he walked through. The final destination was a window that overlooked the yard. He tried to see if he could spot the two men he was looking for. Garth Milo and Mikey Dwayne. Both were the same height, about 5'11, one had black hair and one brown hair.
He examined everyone. He found them. Garth, brown hair, Mikey, black hair. They were numbers 154 and 156 respectively. He wrote those numbers down on his notepad. Evan then walked out of the room with the window, where he saw 2 guards.
"Hey, hands up! Get down on the ground!" One of them yelled, both pointing their guns.
Evan stood still in his place.
"I said get the hell down, now!"
Evan slowly raised his hands with an ambivalent look on his face. His mouth was slightly open.
"Good! Now get do--"
Evan ran at the guard swiftly and grabbed his gun, raising it in the air before using his forearm to slam into it. Again.
"Hey!" The other one yelled.
Evan knocked it out of his hand and held the guard in a hostage position.
"Let him go now!"
Evan pointed the guard's pistol at the guard's back.
BANG!
BANG!
He fired through the guard's back twice, hitting the other guard just barely. It made him fall. Evan dropped the guard he held as he walked up to the other guard on the ground. Evan fired his gun at the guard's head thrice. It set off the alarm as he briskly walked through the hallways.
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