Pop Goes The Weasel

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Epilogue

"Hey, Gary." Another security officer said to me.

"Hey, Bill." I muttered back.

"Oh, hey, um Chief wanted you to go check on Prisoner 325."

I nodded.

"On it." I smiled.

I walked down to the elevator and went to the 3rd floor.

I remember Prisoner 325. A bastard, he is. Never eats his food. Just sits there. That's it.

Poor kid.

I walk over to the 25th cell down the hall and typed in the password. The door slid open automatically and my jaw dropped.

"Shit."

I ran back outside and hit the red button. I grabbed the intercom microphone and pressed the button to begin speaking:

"Zack Matthews has escaped. I repeat, Zack Matthews has escaped."

THE END

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