11-15-2002, 03:45 PM
Day 5 Morning.
I have began searching for a way to escape. There is no window and the walls are solid concrete. The only way out is through the cell door. The man in the next cell has begun to stir. I want to talk to him but I know that he probably isn't fully concious yet and I would probably get in trouble. I am running out of room under the bed for writing. The guard caught me on the floor again. I told him the ground was cool and that I liked it on the floor. He seemed sympathetic. Maybe I can befriend him. We shall see how things go.
I have began searching for a way to escape. There is no window and the walls are solid concrete. The only way out is through the cell door. The man in the next cell has begun to stir. I want to talk to him but I know that he probably isn't fully concious yet and I would probably get in trouble. I am running out of room under the bed for writing. The guard caught me on the floor again. I told him the ground was cool and that I liked it on the floor. He seemed sympathetic. Maybe I can befriend him. We shall see how things go.