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Rated: 13+ · Short Story · Crime/Gangster · #1574286
for those who've wanted to escape
          A siren wails in the distance as two figures in complete darkness whisper rapidly to each other in Russian. Both clothed and masked in all black, the figures rush their way through the dark by grazing their fingertips along the cold, iron bars of the cells. The inmates are awake due to the recent explosion, making them riot with fear and anger.

          Through the twists and turns of the building, the dark figures go without being spotted until they reach an overweight guard who's sitting in his watch chair, dead asleep and unaware of his surroundings. One of the black clothed figures pistol whips him on the back of the head and knocks him over to the floor. The figure bends down, removes his cap and moves his hair out of the way and kisses his forehead, leaving an imprint of their lips in a dark red shade. They slide the keys off of his belt and start making a run for it.

          The siren continues to wail as the figures make it to their destination: the fire exit. One pulls out the ring of keys and tries a few until the door finally opens, making a different siren go off, though it's dimmed out by the main one.

          Once outside, the figures remove their masks, letting their long hair roll down their shoulders; one brunette and the other with red hair. Search lights are lit up and moving about, illuminating everything but the revealed, black clothed women. The brunette grabs the redhead's face with both hands and kisses her as if she hasn't seen her in so long. She lets go and they begin to run again, trying to avoid the search lights. The women reach a tall wired fence and stop.

          The brunette clicks a button on her watch as the redhead climbs over the wired fence. She then makes it over with a silent landing and turns around as her watch beeps to watch the building begin to blow apart in random sections... the moon shines on the scene.
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