Writing a story. Please rate it so far We finally arrived at a prison. After all we'd been through this is where we would be airlifted out. "This doesn't feel right man." Frost stated. "What do you mean?" I asked, seeing the worry in my best friends eyes. "Well to start off, the cells, frost pointed his firearm at one of the prison cells. "There all empty." I looked up hesitantly. "Wait, wait, wait, didn't this prison hold a hundred forty something inmates?" Jack asked. As if we read each other minds Frost and I looked at each other and nodded. "IN HERE!" A voice shouted. We all turned to see a handful of inmates in atlas exo suits with atlas AK's. "Here we go again." Jack said cocking his shotgun. "Don't do it!" A voice commanded Jack "DROP THEM ALL OF YOU, DROP YOUR WEAPONS." When we lay down our weapons three inmates came toward us, one with stun cuffs in hand. "HANDS!" The inmate shouted. I went to raise my hands toward the man but something caught my eye. Looking up toward the sky a, pitch black seemed to be rushing straight down toward the prison, steadily gaining speed. "INCOMING" I shouted, pointing to the sky. A sharp pain shot through my skull and everything went dark.