The alarm echoed through the dark jail cells, waking the prisoners. Footsteps could be heard as the guards ran down the hallways with their radios crackling updates. Cheers began to rise up from those still locked in their cells as soon as they realized what was going on. A prisoner had escaped. The warden could be heard screaming all the way up on the top floor. Gunshots were fired and dogs were released. The Florida State Penitentiary was in a state of chaos as one of it's highly guarded prisoners disappeared from the maximum security cell which had held him moments before.
The man ran down the darkened hallway towards the door at the end. Freedom was so close he could taste it. He heard the guards thundering above. Knowing they were too stupid to check down here for him he slowed his pace and caught his breath. His hand rested on the door knob and he pulled out a key. If this didn't work he was as good as dead. The key slid in easily and slowly turned clicking the door open. He breathed a sigh of relief and silently thanked whatever idiot had given the sewer pipe floor a door out to the open and put only a key lock on it. Looking back at the prison, the man disappeared into the night.
Moonlight shined down on his face, revealing the large scar on his neck. Jackson Rippner had escaped.