A man by the name of Fletcher Smith was convicted for a murder he didn't commit. The mystery had been in the dark at first, but a witness pointed at him out of the six men that stood together in that near blindingly lit room. One full moon night, he was sitting in his cell, feeling bad for himself, when he looked out the window.
He couldn't see the bright moon, as it was on the other side of the prison, where he was unable to view it. Instead he saw a faint shape above the flat horizon. It was a lunar rainbow or a moonbow as many people named it.
Fletcher felt hope dwell within him again. There must be something to get him out of that horrid place! He searched for potential objects for digging or lock picking, but only had his bed and his toilet. He checked outside the cell for any guards, and saw one, who was looking in the other direction.
Fletcher started to tug at his toilet as hard as he could. It was heavy, but it wasn't connected to the ground. He held it and with a mighty push he slammed it into the bars of his window. As he predicted, the bars were crushed and fell outside.
"Hey! What are you doing?!" the guard yelled.
"Au revoir!" Fletcher yelled, leaping Superman-style through the window and just barely fitting.
He ran as fast as he could across the Prison's outer grounds. The alarm was raised, and the spotlights were activated. A spotlight caught him, but he found a piece of aluminium foil (that was left by a guard during lunch) on the ground and covered himself by holding it out.
The reflection of the light was strong enough to hit the controller of the spotlight in the eyes, blinding him. The spotlight spun to face another spotlight, blinding the next controller, whose spotlight hit the next. A domino effect ensued… Fletcher took this chance to run to the wall that divided the Prison land from the lands beyond.
At the top of the wall was curled barb wire. As Fletcher scrambled up this very high wall, he thought up a plan to get over the barb wire.
Gunfire was heard as bullets shot past him. He hurried himself up the wall and found a small shelf where a brick had been pushed or knocked out of place. What luck! Fletcher placed his foot on the brick and leapt over wall.
Remembering that it was a very high wall, he screamed as he plunged to the ground. However, he was close enough to the wall to reach out and claw at bricks. Though he couldn't hold on to any, he did slow down.
After quickly recovering from the drop, he bolted away from the area.