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𝓜𝓮𝓻𝓻𝔂 𝓒𝓱𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓶𝓪𝓼 2018
How wrong I was..
It was a normal, average day. The prisoners were eating their lunch.. then it happened.
He attacked from the shadows.
Prisoner "Leeroy jenkins" viciously started stabbing my guards with his plastic fork. It was 5 against one.
He'll never win, I thought.
He'll never escape, I thought.
He'll never survive, I thought.
I thought wrong.
He managed to start a full-scale riot, him and his army of offenders. They broke all 7 of my steel doors with their bare fists, escaping into the yard. They were almost out. I quickly hired God-knows-how-many dog handlers, in a valiant effort to hold them back until the authorities get here. I managed to keep the tsunami of prisoners back, put the prison on lockdown and finally the armed police got here.
I did it, I stopped the riot.