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' Ray Tucker here, reporting LIVE from cell #338. Well, I'd say that there isn't a chance of getting out or having anything other then over cooked meatballs to eat. But other then the fact that I'm stuck here until they decide my sentence is over, everything is just dandy. ' I said to myself, while waking the following morning. I know that you're not supposed to enjoy jail time and all, but it wouldn't kill them to surve something recicnisible for lunch.
Anyway, yup, it was just another dismal day on Boring Block.
I watched from the cell bars as police officers protroled the halls. Even if I somehow did manage to escape, I was no match for there weaponry.
Then the impossible happened! One of the guards came to my cage and unlocked it! Standing next to him was a man wearing a white uniform, which I realized was the Cernal.
Now what did they want?

••• later...

I stepped out of the jail doors, now, a free man once again. Apparently someone had " witnessed " my "robbery " and had testified against it. This lead to one thing which lead to another, finally ending up with me being released early.
Still, one thing remained mysterious: the identity to the person who had called the police officers out. Even I didn't truly know when they asked who my " friend " was, ( although I do have a few guesses ).
After my release, I was aloud to go home without further notice.

••• ( again )

Upon arriving, I was greeted by quite an unusual sight, for someone such as myself, at my front door. There lay a small box with a letter attached to it. After unlocking the door, I picked it up and brought it inside. Unwrapping the strange package, proved to be a somewhat difficult task. In the first box, there was an even smaller box, and in that yet another box.
' I suppose if the deal was to descourage anyone hoping to steal its contents, ' I thought to myself, 'Then it certainly worked. ' Even I was getting ready to just throw the stupid thing away, when I FINALLY reached the middle.
" This had better be good, " I said out loud. Opening the last box, I lifted the item and realized it was a ... !


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