Thanks to Rochelle for the prompt and the horde of minions for reading.

Copyright – Douglas M MacIlroy

Photo Copyright – Douglas M MacIlroy

They said the walls were for his protection, to keep him safe. Each day that passed led him to believe it less. Every sunrise led him to the conclusion that it was about control, not safety. He hadn’t seen a single monster beyond the walls in well over a month, no one had.

Face down in the mud on the wrong side of the wall, the spotlight fell on him. Almost immediately the siren wailed and shots rang out. The bullets ripped through his flesh. It wasn’t the escape he’d planned, but he’d choose death over another day in prison.

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