Showing posts with label surprise. Show all posts
Showing posts with label surprise. Show all posts

14 June 2010

Surprise2

Author: Lewis
Writing: some sort of continuation to that prologue
Word Count: 448


Critics later speculated over the situation.
Was it possible that the entire mass of inmates that escaped the prison that night had only let themselves get caught in order to meet? They dismissed the notion almost immediately. Ridiculous. Many of the escapees had languished in the prison for more than just a few years- not a trifle at all when staying in the most heavily fortified prison in the world (where all had lifetime sentences), and definitely too much time for a mere greeting. After all, the world’s police agency had strived to the point of exhausting its resources just to put these criminals behind bars. It was probably just been a tiny coincidence that sparked the breakout, they concluded. The runaways would be recaptured in time. This is what the police told the public, and what they fervently wished to be true. There was just one problem. How long would these dangerous individuals be left running about?

The general public had been in an uproar since news of the mass breakout was released. The prison board attempted to quell the leak of information at first, fearing that people would break into hysterics and make irrational decisions, but it was too late. Within hours of the prison breakout, the world was in hysterics. Most didn’t know what to do about the situation at all-- these were criminals from the international prison, after all, and this meant that any possible attacks from them were not by any means limited to a particular location or country. Most of their distrust and hostility was directed towards the government, which had failed to properly detain the criminals. Of course, the (newly promoted) Chief Executive Burnham who had been somewhat indisposed at the time of the breakout was fired for being unable to react appropriately to the situation, and for killing an inmate.

In response to the people’s lost faith in the government, there arose multiple factions of people who claimed they could have better dealt with the breakout. It became not just a matter of dealing with the world’s unlawfuls, but also the protection of the people. The breakout had not only released a pestilence of criminals, but also a number of rumors harmful to the government’s reputation.

Hurried arrangements were made to organize special forces specifically for recapturing the escapees. New curfews were issued worldwide, and police tightened their patrol routes. Business slowed. Common crimes (ironically) died down. Families at home scanned the newspaper headlines, or the TV news, interrogated their neighbors, - anything, for a sign.

For the first few days following the breakout and the news leak that followed immediately after, the world watched with bated breath.

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Lewis: Boo. Like this, I'm not sure if I can even hit 50k in a month. Even so, this is portion was just in summary form, so...
I've been having a lot of fun creating a bunch of profiles for various inmates in the story.
But coming up with a name for the prison is hard. I don't want it to be something too boring (even though the story probably won't focus on the prison itself)... and it can't be lame, either. Haha, know this- the first time I tried my hand at a name, I came up with "Hades International Prison." The acronym for it would be "HIP." D:
I guess I simply don't have Oda Eiichirou's (mangaka of One Piece) naming sense. Still don't understand how he got "Impel Down" and "Enies Lobby"...
Still having trouble deciding whether to put this in the "real world" or not.
Goodness, so many choices :)

09 June 2010

Surprise

Title: Surprise

Author: Lewis
Writing: some sort of prologue
Word Count: 724

Chief Executive Alde Burnham slammed his office door shut in a huff, stalking to his sofa and reclining heavily on it. "Those inmates are really too much lately," he grumbled to himself. He began groping about in the darkness for the remote control, which activated the office lights. Having found it tucked between the sofa cushions, he then set about locating his briefcase. He flicked on the light switch. At the same time, his other hand came into contact with something quite warm and sticky. The room was suddenly flooded with light, and his neighboring seatmate on the couch was revealed. A shriek escaped his lips. He launched himself away from the couch, crashing against the low table set beside it in a painful heap. He averted his eyes from the gruesome carcass occupying the opposite side of the sofa and began to retch.

"Don't be so cold, Officer-- or should I say, Chief? I'd only intended it to be a housewarming gift. You've just been awarded a promotion and this office, after all." Burnham's uninvited guest drawled. He cocked an eyebrow at Burnham's cowed figure. "Although... as to how you got that promotion, I'll never understand."

"W-What are you doing here?" Burnham quavered, not daring to leave his huddled position. "I put you behind bars just a month ago!"

He laughed. "And what made you think that you were genius enough to put me there to begin with? You interfered with the investigation more than was necessary, and even complicated it further. And they made you Chief? My stomach still hurts with all the laughing I had to cope with after I found out about it."

"That has nothing to do with this!" the poor Chief managed to stand, wiping his hand disgustedly on his trousers. "Are you saying you let yourself get caught on purpose?" His voice rose in fury.

He shook with more laughter. "Maybe I did... maybe I didn't! Take it however you will. Would you like to know why I came to see you today, my dear Officer Burnham?"

"Yours are the ramblings of a madman! I'll put you back in prison, with one more crime to add to your record, and just like all the rest." Burnham drew a revolver from his pocket while backing away from his soiled sofa. "It's too dangerous to let cannibals like you walk freely."

Tophis Hayes was later taken into the prison morgue, dead from a gunshot wound to the temple. That night, hundreds of other inmates escaped from the prison, vanished like smoke while leaving heaps of slaughtered guardsmen behind. 

Artist's Note: ---

Not the Artist's Note: This is Lewis's writing that she asked Silver to post; according to the  part of a not yet fully developed plan for her NaNoWriMo Project. Due to some recent inconveniences, Lewis could not post herself so a proper artist's note (AN) will have to wait until Lewis edits this post :) Still, please read and review for her! :)