Framed

C.6 | Near-Miss

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I couldn't open my eyes... It was a lot of pain like I felt I tripped over on the large twig and I fell over and landed on hard ground, which was like a half a meter down, and I landed sideways, with a pain on my elbow, hips, and my lower body. Not to mention, I am still heavily bruised during the arrest at my house, where Dylan, Riley, and my parents watched myself being hauled away, totally exhausted. I also got bruised too when I was being examined at the jail.

It was maybe... more or less than an hour to two... I lost track of time... I don't know where am I, or what happened. My head is still ringing. As I tried to regain senses, I can feel myself breathing again, and I can feel that I can move my arms again, although I can feel that it is still locked onto my wrists.

Seconds later... I began to slowly open my eyes, and although my vision remained blurry, it took me a lot of time to realize that the prison bus has crashed.

As I regain my motor functions, and my senses even more, while I also gradually regained my vision, I can smell something... bad. I immediately realized that I am smelling diesel fuel, and it could only mean one thing.

"The bus might catch on fire!" I exclaimed quietly.

Having survived the bus crash, I realize that I might still burn to death... if there is a spark. The diesel fuel doesn't appear to have set alight yet but I don't have much time.

I searched around if anyone was still alive... It appears that no one survived... except me... I couldn't believe this. Had I escaped, I would have been through this kind of ordeal... But I had already picked a "Would You Rather"-alike decision, to which I hesitatingly chose to be injured in the vehicular crash, rather than being injured when jumping off and onto the hard asphalt at high speed.

I was still handcuffed so I searched on the guards who had a key on their pocket. As I approached one of the dead guards, I suddenly heard a spark behind me, and then... a fire began flickering from the ground next to the bus. It was where the fuel had spilled, and eventually, it began to spread. I realized that I need to act quickly. I quickly fumbled on the dead guard's body for a key... It was intense... I swear if there is no key, I have to get to the other guard at the very rear, and I will lose precious time.

Against all the odds, I found the keychains on his belt and it has over 4 keys. Hopefully, one of these keys can unlock my handcuffs. It was a bit difficult to pick up the keychain while my hands are being held by handcuffs. Once I got it, I picked up one of the keys, and using my wrist for my hand to get it, I used the key to plug it into the keyhole, but it won't open. So I switched to the next one. By then, I can feel the heat rising inside the wrecked prison bus... And the fire is spreading even more, and it began creeping inside the bus.

I was getting scared... I don't want to be sent to the corrections facility, but I do not like being burned to death either... I don't want any of this to happen. I need to be kept alive so I could bring down Dylan and Riley to the knees of justice, so I was required to hide from the public eye, while I need to find a way to get in touch with either my family or Sakura Shinomiya.

I have to think about this later, but right now, I am facing with the life-threatening situation, and I have the time limit. The prison bus' diesel tanks is the endgame of the amount of time I needed to escape, and if it blows up, I will be burned to death, and the dead bodies will be roasted and charred into ash.

-12 seconds later-

I finally managed to unlock my handcuffs after the third key. Kinda looks like an urban dictionary such as "third time's a charm" thing, except it's the third key. "Third key's a charm right?" I said to myself, and I chucked and I felt proud to myself, but fun time's over. I need to get going!

I aimlessly crawled through the bus, coping through the pain and bruises I have taken. I reached the rear door of the bus, which it was securely locked to prevent any inmates from escaping at the back way. But with such a wreck, I hope it should be buckled enough for me to open it. I heaved hardly through the mangled lock as I pulled as hard as I could, while the flames began to spread, and now I can see that it's already near the fuel tanks.

I grunted and I panted... Then I struggled as I pulled harder... and harder... and even harder... Until finally, it broke free! The rear door opened, and I leaped out of the bus. Soon after that, I made a very quick look around, and then I looked back at the burning bus.

"I gotta get out of here," I said to myself... but before I could do so...

-BOOM!-

A large explosion burst right behind me, and the shockwave of the explosion threw me onto the grassy ground, face-first, but no shrapnel had pierced on my back, which was very lucky. But to be honest, seeing the bus totally on fire, and remembering all the inmates and the guards, including the driver that died, I felt remorseful. It was a huge shock... I don't even like the guards very much because of the way they treated me, but.. they don't deserve this to happen to them, especially the inmates that I didn't know. I sat down and looked at the burning wreckage, totally feeling bad about this. They shouldn't deserve death, but... it wasn't my fault for the most part, but I feel like killing someone... using a shotgun... It's the least I could do... because I would die before I made an escape.

-20 seconds later-

I ominously heard police sirens coming. Realizing this, now it is my time to get out of here. I have been wasting my time trying to condole or send remorse to the poor souls, but I am about to become a fugitive because I do not like it one bit, to be put in death row because of Dylan and Riley. As I ran and ran into the wooded area, far away from the road, I said to myself angrily about Dylan Jones and Riley Gibbs: 

"Those two will have to pay!"

...and then I turned my attention to Sakura Shinomiya... Tomorrow morning, I need to let her now that I am now a fugitive and that we needed to take action now. I need to remember what her house looked like and where she lived. A torri arch... Yes... On Elbeshire... Avenue... It's still on my head, but I'm trying not to forget. But due to my injuries, I need to be treated first, so instead of directly running towards her house, I ran to find the nearest medical center or hospital and I also needed a change of identity as soon as possible. I don't know where I am though, so I might need to use my best judgment, and the local landmarks and spots to recognize where I was...

-To be continued for C.7-

Completion Date: November 18, 2019 
Updated: May 7, 2020