No Not Today

chapter 7

There was nothing I could use in the cell.Everything in the prison was built with security in mind.Apart from the bed and toilet there was a phone that was burried into the wall.No wires.No tubes of any dimensions.Nothing.

I knew that I would get a blade.I had done it plenty of times.I got it sent through thae mail but the security here was too tight.I just spent most of the time doing some body workout.

"Hey Klav...there ain't no place to run here"one of the inmates teased.

Then it came to me,maybe I could get a book sent to another inmate.
Out of my past experience,I neither wanted to trust nor rely on any inmate.I called one of my buddies and whispered that I needed a blade.

I was really nervous waiting.I did not know if the book I was waiting for was going to get x-rayed.The book with the blade.I was also nervous if the inmate that the book would be delivered to would say things like'I didn't order this' or 'I don't want this'.I knew that if by chance they found the blade, they would suspect me and then my security level would be raised sky high.

All I knew was that if the blade did'nt get through,everything would fail.None of the inmates was even aware that a book was coming in.Not even to mention about the blade that was at the inside of the book.

The book was my only link to the outside world and to the apple of my eye,Sarah.

"What's the Alchemy of air?"I heard the inmate in the opposite cell ask.I realised that the book was in.

You can't give signs of your plan to anyone so I had to appear normal.Once I was sure that the book was sent in,I waited.I waited for a week or so.Then I tried to get the book passed .

"Hey Vinny...can I get a read of that book you got sent?"I asked, not so kind,not so rude.I got the book,'Alchemy of  Air'.I smiled.I had to get the blade out as quickly as possible and get rid of the book.
I never knew if this could be a setup to which the police would come rushing in to come and get the blade.I tore all the pages and covers into pieces.I wanted to make sure that I did not get caught with anything.Not even a paper clip.

When I actually got the blade,I was pretty much nervous and excited.I did not know for sure if it was going to work.The outside view of the roof was quiet vivid in my mind.If I cut my way through the ceiling I would easily find my way out through those fence.

I put the blade to the ceiling and it sounded so loud.

"Hey man,what's that noise?"one inmate asked no one in particular.

I quickly came down from where I was.Outside I was surrounded by eighteen other inmates.Atleast fourteen of them were snitches,looking to go and tell and get time reduction.So I had to adjust my routines.The only way I could cut through the steel ceiling was when things were really loud at the corridor .I had to get them have cover for me.I had them cause a distraction without them realising.

"Victor,let me hear something man"I said in a friendly voice.He was a pathetic rapper.The exact opposite of Eminem.

"Your messing up the lyrics"I thundered even before he could complete a line.

"Carlos..show Victor how it's done"I suggested.

I got people making music and rapping.It then turned into a rap-battle.With the DJ's banging on their doors to form an anecdote to the rythm,I was able to work.After five days of scratching and cutting.I could smell freedom.

I now had thoughts of being with Sarah and our child at a beach.A beach in an imagined but not fully mapped island.With coconut trees bowing down to the ultra-marine blue sea.