Sounding the Alarm

As the moon reached its zenith around 11:30 p.m., their handcrafted raft was finally sea-worthy. With hearts pounding like war drums, the audacious gang embarked on their clandestine voyage. Their silhouettes disappeared into the inky blackness of the night, swallowed by the vast sea. Dawn broke to the shocking revelation for the guards – the men had vanished, leaving behind only a ripple of mystery. Their whispers were forever silenced, their faces forever lost to the world.

At dawn, the island’s inhabitants were jolted awake by shrieking sirens, their piercing song a chilling testament to a security breach. A wave of confusion washed over the prisoners and staff alike – escaping the fortress was deemed impossible. Yet, to their bewilderment and dread, they soon uncovered that the unthinkable had indeed occurred.