Agent 205

𝙲 𝚑 𝚊 𝚙 𝚝 𝚎 𝚛 𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝

A few days before I plan to escape, I had a dream. I rarely dream. In fact I don't even really sleep. I spend most of the night trying to remember stuff and plan out my escape.

I've been waiting for this opportunity for a really long time now. I can't wait to carry my plan out.

Sunday. The last day that I will see Doctor Jung. I was feeling sad thay day. I don't know why really. Was It that I didn't want to leave? I know deep inside myself that I'm desperate to get out of this place.

I just didn't like the fact that I'll be leaving some things and people behind. They have been part of my whole life here. Yet I have to move on.

I talked to him that day. Yet I didn't have my usual energy. I couldn't look at him straight in the eye. And the silence was deafening.

I decided to break the tension the silence made.

I asked him what would happen to him if I left.

He told me that if he was lucky and they wouldn't know that he conspired with me, he'd live. But if not, He might also end up dead.