About the Perfectly Normal Story

Perfectly Normal is a story about some people just living their lives, lives where everything is perfectly normal.

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Monday, October 22, 2007

Chapter 9: Confinement, Comrades, and Cooling Units

Day 1: Forced captivity
My comrades and I have found ourselves in quite a bind this time. The deviant one had shown up earlier today at our residence and cornered each of separately. Upon our capture, we were loaded into a restrictive cell of some sort to be transported to an alternative unknown location.

The deviant one procured some sort of transport from a citizen outside and moved us to a supposed meeting location for a drop off. The pickup man arrived soon after, in which the deviant one gave him specific orders on our detainment. If we ever get out of this one, I'll find the means to place a dagger in her back soon enough. I doubt she realizes the potential and training we hold. Out of the deviant ones hands, we were still unable to find a way out of the cell we had been placed in.

Traveling for what seemed like an eternity, my comrades and I arrived at our new prison. Strangely enough, as soon as we were in the place, the transport man released us. Perhaps this is one of those prisons that is inescapable, we shall see though. My comrades share the same optimism as I and we've already begun to scope the place out for weaknesses and exploits.

Comrade Ly was quick to located an excellent spot that overlooked the rest of the prison and began to gather intel. She paid special attention to the transport man because he could throw a wrench in our plans if he knows too much. Perhaps we'll have to distract him so he doesn't get too curious about our efforts.

Comrade Ki took note of how interested the transport man was in us. She felt that she should take a little of the heat off of us. She started to fake good behavior to throw off the transport man. He seems to be sticking around even after we were dropped off here. Perhaps he is the warden of this prison. No doubt with budgeting cut backs, everyone has to carry extra responsibilities around here. We may have to take care of him soon since he seems suspicious of our activities.

My job, being the smallest, was to scope out the rest of the prison. I analyzed security concerns as best I could. I was able to tap the phones which were strangely enough, unguarded. I suspect a trap or at the least listening devices. All I had to do was learn the basic layout of the place for further action. I reported all the information back to my comrades. While I was talking to comrade Ly, the warden caught sight of us speaking so we just played innocent till his gaze fell elsewhere.

We worked on a plan in secret until one was decided upon. We laid low till it was time to enact our first plan. Comrade Ly was to follow the warden around and distract him. With him distracted in one of the other holding areas, Comrade Ki and I got to work. We grabbed different holding areas and began to place traps.

Much later after the warden was resting, we felt it was time to take him out. I found a large cooling unit hanging precariously over his head. I was able to work the cooling unit to the edge of its shelf and sent it down upon the warden. There must have been a misjudge in trajectory because although the cooling unit landed upon him, it did not seem to be fatal.

The warden seemed a little taken back, and in this confusion I was able to take a location somewhere else so he wouldn't suspect it was me. He looked over at us suspiciously and we just tried to look as innocent as possible. He seemed distracted by the work that Comrade was doing in the other holding area but didn't seem interested enough to investigate luckily.

The warden began to nap again shortly there after. I knew another attempt on his life would gather too much attention so we moved on to another part of our plan while the night was still young.

Day 2: Forced Captivity
After getting a quick nap, my comrades and I managed to get the finishing touches done on one of our most elaborate traps over in another area. We were in the middle of another strategy talk when the warden showed up. We dispersed in opposite directions to throw him off. He seemed confused about which one of us to pursue because he just stood there.

The food in the mess hall was nothing to be excited about but I'd had worst too. My comrades and I each got our fill while one of us would stand guard. By this point, we had begun to wonder where all the other prisoners were. We were unable to find any in our sweeps of the facility. The warden seemed a little inexperienced in his dealing with us, so maybe this was a new facility and we were the first of many captives.

One other hope stood in the back our heads. Our capture had occurred when the twins were out, perhaps they would arrive at the residence and find my comrades and I missing and send help. They were very resourceful together and would no doubt be diligent about our prompt return. But just in case, perhaps I can whip up a communication device from some of the appliances in the mess hall.

1 comment:

Mr. Teacher said...

I love the perspective of this one! More tails seen from the cat's eyes, please!