San Quentin State Prison   Mahone smugly steps in the lunchroom, holding his food tray, thinking it would be right if he sat alone somewhere. He roams around the whole place, the only partially empty table is at the back of room, where Two G is sitting and eating is food alone."Watch out, fag!" A toothless and bald headed man snarls at him, because he accidentally bumped with his leg.Mahone scowls at him, then smiles at the inmate, "I'll watch out, but I'm not fag, buddy. You might want to change that word."The toothless man stares at him for a moment, then starts to laugh, his whole body shaking. "You trust me, fag, you ain't gonna wanna talk back with me," he stands up from his group, glaring at him.Mahone glances down at food tray, "And you also don't want cheese and fruit juice on your bald head, do you?"A thin guy of his group abruptly stands between them, then turns to Mahone, "Look, you don't know who you're talking to

Lynne Vandestine He reads the letter again."Stop trying to get your brother out, Stanley. Even if you can't see, he's safe in the prison. Your attempts won't do any good. Find me Garrett Greenham, I'll think of bailing your brother out.                               - Malum Feingold"The envelope was sealed with the symbol of The Conditorem, a white swift bird, with long, pointed wings."Are you okay?" Kramer asks softly seeing his devastated look. "Did something happen?"Lynn throws the letter on the table, "I got this letter from Malum. Warned me to not help my brother and find him Mr. Greenham.""Why are you worrying? It's just a stupid threatening letter," Kramer folds his arms. "Anyway, Olive said he missed you. He also wanted you to go visit him in Santa Monica."Lynn opens a bottle of champagne, pouring a glass, "Tell him that I am so

Lynn Vandestine "What time is it?" Kramer asks in a low tone."Twelve thirty five," Lynn answers.   They are waiting behind a generator room, hiding themselves in the dark, staring at the infirmary building. The guards standing at the towers are keeping watch with their shotguns, flashing the whole area. Lynn shifts uncomfortably in the ground, trying to keep the mosquitoes away from him."Why aren't they coming yet?" Kramer says."There must be something wrong," Lynn scowls. "The drain__ the drain under the infirmary, what if they can't open the trellis? Or__ I don't know what's happening. But I think we should go," he pulls out the loaded gun from his jeans pocket.Kramer pulls out a gun from his coat, too, with a silencer, "Okay, let's go together."   They walk through a very narrow, dirty way behind the generator box, to avoid the towers' flashlights. They are careful to not make a sound or an appearanc

● Music recommendation : Clouds It's almost midnight.   I quietly climb up the stairs to the rooftop. There is a little garden of flowers, now they are starting blossoming. I inhale deeply the sweet scent of them, crossing my arms across my chest. The air is cold but refreshing, it starts to calm my mind and I slowly stare up at the sky.    It was my father who first taught me about the stars and constellation. I used to climb up a banyan tree beside our house, then jump at the roof. Dad also used to say that it was dangerous for me to go to the roof at night, but when I capriced to him to teach me the names of stars, he couldn't deny me. It's a moonless night, yeah, there is my favorite star, Rigil Kentaurus. I sigh again, watching the large constellation Ursa Major. Why am I sighing? Shouldn't I be happy tonight? Is something bothering me?"Watching stars?" a male voice says behind me, his footsteps approaching. "Tonight it h

Lynn Vandestine "I want to ask you some questions," he waves at the chair, telling him to sit."I am on a run, buddy. I just broke out from a damn jail," Adam lounges his body at the seat, he doesn't look so good. "If you want to know where your brother went, ask himself. Use telepathy or a witch spell or whatever, I don't know. I need to see my wife.""You don't think police are already keeping an eye at your house and investigating your wife? If you go there, they will arrest you," Lynn states a true fact. "Look, Adam, I will give you money, okay? You can run away with your wife and kids, to Panama or Vatican City or an island, where cops won't look for you. I just__ just want to ask you some questions."Adam is itching his unshaven cheek, then snarls at him, "For Christ's sake, Lynn! What do you want me to say, hah? I have already told you what I know, don't you understand? You shouldn't have left your stubborn brother behind, when you had the ch