"Dammit, dammit, dammit!" Bobby yelled, smacking his hands on the dash around the wheel. Stephano turned a pale gold as Allee just sank in terror.

"What about our sniper rifles? When they see these they're going to know!" she shrieked. Stephano turned back towards Allee," this isn't the end Allee, you know where to put the sniper rifles." She only nodded her head quickly and removed the false floor under the seat, throwing the rifles in and sitting down quickly.

"There's no point in doing that, I mean they know we had something that shot your cuffs and the sheriff," Bobby said and that was when Allee threw her handgun with attached sights on the back seat. They all stared back towards the road block, so close and yet so far from freedom.

"This is your last chance, surrender or we will open fire," the announcer said on the megaphone. With a look to each other they all nodded their heads and opened the doors and got out, slowly putting their hands on their heads. This is how it would end, really no hope with getting out of this one without time. Allee sighed, and right as she did the wind started blowing. Her hair wrapping itself around her lower cheeks as the police started for them. All of them face onwards without emotion as the cuffs were tightened on their wrists and they were sat in the back seat of the patrol car. It was back to Paper N. Penitentiary for the trio as the patrol cars drove off, each carrying one of the three criminals.

At the Paper N. Penitentiary...

They all looked around with confused faces. This prison didn't seem like a prison whatsoever: there were three to a cell it seemed, there were prisoners actually watching tv, and for some unknown reason there was a gnome imprisoned here. As they were let in to their cell and locked up they remained silent until the guards had walked back to the end of the hallway.

"So now what?" Bobby asked, glancing around nervously. Allee folded her arms and looked to Stephano, he had been here before or at least in some jail at one point in his life. Stephano sighed and shrugged," I honestly don't have a plan right now, I say we go along with this and hopefully I can come up with one during that time period." They all nodded towards each other and sat on their own beds, waiting for either lunch or some guard to come along and tell them to do something.

It's been a week now of labor, sitting around, and basic prison life for our trio. But still no basic idea for an escape plan...

"Lights out everyone, get to bed," The guard said, his words echoing throughout the corridor of prison cells. Allee and Bobby looked toward Stephano expectantly, who was only standing facing towards the door with his head bowed.

"Stephano? Do you have a plan? I mean we've been here for an entire week now, our trial is coming up and-" She cut off when she saw Stephano's shoulders shaking up and down. Stephano began laughing, making Allee and Bobby concerned. Then he turned away from them as they walked to look at his face, he wasn't laughing. Stephano only sat down on the bed and buried his face in his hands shamefully.

"We've ended up in here, and now we're going to die like Maxwell," he whimpered, causing Allee to fall back in to Bobby. Stephano was never like this, never thinking of death in a situation like this.

So why was this any different? Allee asked in her thoughts, her own hopes of escaping were starting to be crushed due to Stephano's lack of confidence. She shook her head several times and shot a determined look to her golden friend, still sobbing while he sat on the bed.

"No Stephano, we'll get out of here, where's that confidence huh?" Allee asked with venom in every other word. He looked up towards her with a disgusted face, his golden brow furrowed with anger.

"We're going to die here Allee, they'll soon figure out everything and then our efforts will be for nothing, and then we'll be dead just like Maxwell," and right as he spat out that last word Allee delivered a swift back-handed smack to his cheek, leaving a handprint across his face. Tears of anger streaming from her hazel eyes as she was about to deliver another if he dared speak about Maxwell again.

"Don't you ever say that again, or else you'll have to turn the other cheek!" Allee threatened. Stephano only stared back at her with dead, zombie-like, golden eyes.

"It's hopeless, there's no escape. They've raised the security ever since we tried to save Maxwell, it was nigh impossible for us to get in here the first time, but now," his voice trailed off, his eyes losing their glimmer, the hope dying in him. That's what scared Allee the most; the fact that Stephano was losing his confidence in a place like this. She clenched her fists and threw a right hook into his jaw. He turned back towards her, spitting out a little glob of blood, Bobby grabbed Allee's arm before she could throw another punch into his face. She only scowled at them both and threw herself in bed, keeping her back to them as she fell asleep on her side, her fist aching from the punch she delivered.

"They've gone soft, both of them. I can't believe they went soft at a time like this!" Allee growled between gritted teeth, she was dreaming. Dreaming of a long winding dirt road cutting through a giant meadow, nothing but flowers as far as the eye could see.

"They haven't gone soft Allee, They don't know what to do," A voice calmly replied in the breeze as it gently picked up her hair. She looked around, confused for a moment on where the voice had come from. Then it returned right as the breeze came and spoke in her ear.

"They're starting to lose their way to their goal Allee, so they're scared. Such is the natural reaction of us humans," She turned around, facing a boy. He held his notebook with both hands in front of him.

"Maxwell," Allee whispered, the breeze picked up again. He only smiled gently and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Yes, it's me. Allee, you need to help them find their way so you all don't end up there for the rest of your lives," He said sternly, her eyes locked with his as he explained.

"If they can't get back on track, you might all end up with the death sentence. Take a chance, go through the areas that are being guarded. You have connections with the outside world still, don't let them die. If it were me, I would rather take the chance of being shot than put to death with a syringe, but that's just me. I say go out with a bang," Maxwell said with another little half-smile as he fixed his rooster hat and took his hand off of her shoulder. She smiled back at his last comment," you were always the troublemaker, always playing pranks on people, I see even now at the age of 19 you still haven't changed since we were kids." He nodded his head quickly, looking almost as if he was 10 again, his face glowing with the mischievousness mixed with pure happiness. The sky above the meadow began to darken, the dream sun beginning to set. The two sat down on top of a hill full of cyclamen flowers that dance in the soft breeze. They watched the sunset, never taking their eyes off of it until Maxwell turned his head towards Allee, who didn't notice at all.

"Allee, it's time for you to wake up now," Maxwell whispered. Allee frowned and bowed her head," why can't I stay here with you Maxwell?" He closed his eyes and sighed deeply," you need to help Stephano and Bobby, plus you need to get out of here as well and set everything right with the world." She shook her head forcefully.

"I can't, how am I supposed to help everyone in this world? I'm only one human being!" she cried, jumping straight on her feet. Maxwell stood up slowly and narrowed his eyes worriedly.

"Don't forget the gift you have Allee, don't let it go to waste," Maxwell's voice faded away as the real world gripped Allee and pulled her from dream world. She sat up and looked down at her hands, he was right and she could get them out of her if she was willing to try. She retrieved the starite from under her pillow, she was still surprised it had made it past the metal detectors at all. She hung backwards from the top bunk, stealing Bobby's book from his hands right as he opened it.

"What the hell Allee?" He complained, his voice sounding tired. Allee tore out a blank page in the very back and threw the book back in his face, making a slight thud noise as it connected with his nose. She jumped down and grabbed a pencil and stared hard at the paper. Now what? Would she just think of something and after she wrote it down, would it appear? She pressed the pencil down, about to write something. Stephano and Bobby looked over at her with an emotionless gaze. After biting her lip and thinking for a few minutes she finally wrote map as she made sure all of her thoughts were focused on a map for the prison. She waited for a few moments, and sighed deeply. Bobby shook his head and turned back to his book with his eyebrows now furrowed. Was it anger? Or something else? Allee didn't care at this point, she kept trying over and over again. Slowly becoming more and more aggravated with it as each time failed.

"What am I doing wrong?" Allee asked herself, trying to remember if Alex had done anything that seemed out of the ordinary and important. She slammed her fists on the table, sending Bobby up to his feet and over to her.

"I knew it wouldn't work, give up Allee, we're doomed to be here," Bobby said, almost as if he was a program, emotionless and yet sad. She gritted her teeth, tears of fury threatening to stream down her face. She turned on the ball of her foot and sent a hard, fast punch to Bobby's nose, and then to his jaw. Eventually knocking him to the ground right as the guards ran in and pinned her arms behind her back, tearing her away from Bobby, who was bleeding out of both his mouth and nose. The prison guards took Allee to a lone prison cell on the top floor, where only the extremely violent go. After they threw her in and sealed away the light by closing the door she crawled to the farthest corner and brought her knees to her chest, burying her face in them. Somewhere down the hallway, there was dripping of water, probably from a pipe leak somewhere.

How am I supposed to save everyone in this world? I'm only one useless, worthless scribblenaut. I can't save anyone, not even myself from this madness. This world won't ever see the light ever again because I failed them Maxwell, I'm a failure... I'm so sorry Maxwell, so very, very sorry...

Somewhere, the constant dripping of water suddenly stopped.

I'm finally back, FanFiction has "decided" to let me log in... Thank you so much for your patience and stay tuned for the next chapter...