Letters To Heaven

Bitter sweet Escape

                 {Clem's POV}

"LEEE" I exclaimed. "Slow down Clem," he chuckled. "But Lee. Its homeeee! WE'RE HOME!!" That's all I could remember from the dream. Besides when it had begun to get dark out and Lee layed  a gentle kiss on my forehead and tucked me in for bed... I had heard birds, chirping softly, almost, gracefully. As I woke up. I mistook the graceful chirping for the hungry growls of the walkers.."GET UP. ED'S GOT SOMETHING TO SAY"

                  {Troy's POV}

((quick back story troy is 32 from the militairy and tends to wear camo baggy pants completed with a green button up and a white long sleeve undershirt. Always seemed to be angry...his parent's whereabouts are unknown)) I swear to GOD. If they don't speed it up I'm gonna shoot this damned place up.

                  {omid's POV}

What. The. HELL? its probably like 5 am....this is ridiculous.......

               {THIRD PERSON}

There he was that father figure turned to a blood thirsty tyrant...standing there with that evil smirk. Clementine didn't see him as the same man and never would..."some of y'all......have been here for a while and understand the rules and regulations....as some...don't. I'll begin with the wake up schedules. Work schedules. And lights off. There will always be other assistants to guide you through the day....and what to do.. As for the most important...the escaping rule.....as for any that have tried to conjure up some brilliant plan. Don't. You'll be shot as soon as you've come into sight and are caught.....

         later that day. ((9:00))

"We need to find a way out... We can't stay in this. "Prison" its fuckin' sick. I don't care what that Ed scum has to say...I'm leaving tomorrow night and that's for sure.." Kenny had been pissed..."what was that I just heard you say?" Ed asked questionably even though he heard...."what?" Kenny remarked with a smart mouth.... "I asked. What. Do you say!?!" Ed had pointed the barrel of the gun between Kenny's eyes.."NO. STOP" Clementine yelled desperately. "DONT HURT MY FRIEND." "Fine then.....let's go clementine...into my office." As he loaded his mini revolver and took a deep gulp.