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socialise with them.
    “ I will have my revenge on him.”
    “ Wow man, calm down. If you go attacking guards you’ll get processed.” Warlock warned.
    “ Processed?” I asked.
    “ We don’t work on the three strike rule here, one strike and you’re out. They take you to the chamber and you’re never seen again.”
    “ The Chamber?”
    “ Don’t know much about what’s inside because no one who has ever entered has ever left.”
    It took every ounce of control I had for me not to run over and beat him but I knew it would achieve nothing except maybe a bullet in my head from one of the other guards or a trip to the chamber.
    “ You say no one has ever escaped from Demon Rock before?”
    “ Not a single soul. This place was mirrored on Alcatraz, the rock. That’s how it got the name Demon Rock. It was designed to be inescapable and even if you could escape, we are in the middle of nowhere. We don’t know where the nearest piece of main land is, we could be swimming out deeper into the ocean for all we know. It would be suicide.”
    Warlock took a breath, “Why are you asking anyway?”
    “ Because I’m breaking out, but not before Shadow’s life is extinguished.”
    “ You say that with such conviction I almost believed you, but it’s impossible. You’ll never manage it.”
    All I could do was smile, I had a plan. The first stage of which I would initiate at dinner tonight, but it wouldn’t be easy and it was going to hurt.
     
     

An Eye For An Eye
     
     
    The rest of the day I went over the plan in my head. It could work, no, it would work. After the exercise yard, we were hoarded back to our cells for another two hours, before then being on labour duty. Some of the inmates painted, the more behaved inmates got roles in the kitchen. I got the new guys job of cleaning the toilets. You haven’t seen anything until you have seen the size of a werewolf’s excrement. My plunger and I were in that stall a good half hour. There were no clocks in the prison but if I had to guess it was about seven o’clock when we finally got to eat dinner. The prospect of eating the second rate food seemed a lot more attractive after the day since we had not eaten since six thirty that morning. After the labour, we were taken back to our cells for ten minutes for a quick role check to make sure no one was missing and then we preceded to the mess hall much like we had that morning.
     
    This evening’s meal was something that resembled mash potatoes and looked almost identical to this morning’s porridge. To complement the potato we had some peas and a not so generous portion of chicken. I scoffed the meal into me within a matter of minutes but was still hungry. I felt like asking for some more but I had read Oliver Twist and have a fair idea of how it would go down. I was almost trembling with what I knew was to come next but it had to be done. With this final thought I stood up and strode towards the gang of vampires. I walked up to the one on the far left and tapped him on the shoulder. As he turned around I leant back and with all the strength I had in my body swung my fist towards his face, making contact with his jaw as his head spun to face me. The force of the blow made him stumble forward but as he did I felt a blow myself. The blow had came from the vamp to my right and had connected to my temple. These vamps really were strong; I felt my eye socket fracture. Normally my ability would heal the fracture in a matter of seconds but due to the cuff on my left wrist I could not heal and it hurt. The blow sent me to the floor of the feet of the vamp I had hit. He had turned round and began to stomp on me. All of a sudden the pain stopped, I looked up and watched as the vamp fell holding his neck. Shadow had shot him with a tranquiliser from the balcony and the other vamps had stood back, all the time never taking their eyes of me. A guard came and dragged me out of the mess hall.
     
    A second guard grabbed me from