(the comments in between two * are the real thoughts of the writer)
Dear Head
of Island Prison,
*I don’t
actually know your name- was it Larry or something?*
I am
writing to inform you of the changed status of the two high security prisoners.
*I hate
writing. Id rather be outside walking and enjoying the view or inside
tormenting prisoners. Anything but this.*
At 1:30
pm in the afternoon of the 26th of March, Icarus and Daedalus escaped by the
prison means of wax and feather wings.
*How the
heck did they escape on wings made from wax and feathers????*
We had
suspicions about the pair of them as they requested a large amount to spent
outdoors. This was ignored as Daedalus' health was ailing and the prison's
contract (signed by all prisoners) states that any persons who are ill can
request special privilages.
*Why do
we even have that contract? Probably some stupid health and safety or civil
rights thing.*
The spot
that was observed to be favoured by the two was beneath the tree that contained
a bees hive and a birds nest.
*I mean-
how could we not realize? Every time we came over they stuffed something out of
sight. Something large and wing shaped.*
On the
afore mentioned date and time, a guard was sent to check on the prisoners and
it was discovered that they were absent.
*I'm not
even going to say why we weren't in the garden with them… (we were having
lunch- Pete's wife makes the best meatloaf and Harvey brought in the pickle.)*
Two
different sets of footsteps were observed to lead to the edge of the cliff and
then dissapear.
*I told
them they should have put a fence in. It was the bloody Association for the
Protection of Prisoners Rights blah, blah, blah… *
Our
suspicions are that they either escaped and are now living illegally or that
they perished whilst undertaking their journey.
*I hope
they flew too close to the sun and died, the mangy, bloody things*
The
prison will be doing a full inquiry into the lax security and will continue to
inform you on any changes.
*yeah
right- we wouldn't even be paid for that. I don't think so*
Hoping
you are well,
Your ever
faithful, Head of Prison Security,
*what
does that even mean?*
Richard
Head.
(this was just something i wrote in english on an alternative angle for the fall of Icarus story. if anyone else would like to add their own- feel free.)
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