Jack was sentenced to 20 years in prison. He knew there wasn't a way out of the prison. It was like a concentration camp to him. The others were always beating him up in free time, and his parents always hung up the phone when Jack tried to speak to them. The food that was being served to them was always cold. Maybe the worst, he was feeling terrible because Eric died.

15 long years passed. Jack was a 29 years old adult. He had to wait only 5 years for being freed. At least the people weren't beating him up anymore. But no...He couldn't take it anymore. He had made some friends called Mike, Frank, Damien and Sean. He decided to plan a breakout with them. It was time to end the torture.

That day, Jack gathered his four friends. He started to explain "Look, we have been good friends for 15 years. I bet you are thinking the same thing as i do. If you want to break out of this place, then we will break out tonight, because i have a good plan. Who comes with me?"
Mike: "That's suicide, man! They will probably send us to death row this time if they catch us again!"
Damien: "Oh don't be silly Mike! I want to get out of this place, we could at least give it a try? Count me in!"
Frank: "Damien is right! It's time to get out. Count me in, too!"
Sean: "I'm coming, too!"
Mike: "I don't know...It's too dangerous, but OK, i'm coming too."
Jack: "Good!" he lowered his voice. "Here is the plan: I didn't actually think how, but we will sneak into the armory, get some guns, shoot up everybody that tries to ruin our plan, then escape by climbing up those vines."
Frank: "Too dangerous, especially that shooting part. And how are we supposed to get in the armory? It's very well guarded."
Mike: "I told you guys..."
Jack: "Do you have a better plan, Mike?"

Suddenly, a big banging came from the gates. Roarings of a truck filled the prison garden. The gates were broken.
Mike: "What the fuck is going on?"
Frank: "You know, i sense it's a good thing for us."
Sean: "I know what you mean!"
Jack: "Everybody to the gates!"

The gates were not so far away, but it was hard to get there in this chaos. Without thinking of these, they rushed to the gates in the will of freedom.
The man in the truck and his gang were pretty well armed, also skilled. They were killing every police moving. Jack and his gang picked up the guns of the dead guards and started shooting the other guards. After a serious gunfight, the prison yard was finally all clear.

Jack and the others started running to the truck. One of the guards got up and shot Jack in the shoulder. "Jack!" shouted the driver in the truck. He shot the guard in the head, shouting "You motherfucker!"
Jack's eyes suddenly opened. Those words were familiar. He suddenly had a flashback to the shootout in the factory where Eric got shot.
Jack stood up, looking at the driver. "Are you OK, Jack?" asked the driver.
Jack smiled. "Eric?"

To be continued...