Sci Fi Story

OK, here is a quick reminder. Yesterday, I blogged about how I was sent to the psych ward. I was supposed to get out, but they betrayed my trust, and kept me there. In my FURY, I broke out of this prison.

Myself and another man broke free from our prison. We followed the good doctor, and once free we separated. My compadre ran accross the parking lot, but I ran to the stream and then lay down in the tall grasses on the edge of a farm field. After a couple of minutes, I got up and ran down the field, re-crossed the stream, and began my way through a thornfilled forest.

The forest was wide open, but the briars were thick, so I found a log, and tossed it before me. Breaking trail like this I managed to get through the forest with no scratches. I got to the main road, and took my bearings from the sun. I needed to go South, although I knew not where I was. I ran down the road, hiding from many of the cars and could hear the people I knew were being released cheering me as I ran along in small groups, as they were released one by one, and passed me by the carful.

I ran along to a Fed Ex truck. I climbed aboard and told the employee as he made his dropoff. "Hey, I'm playing a game with my friends, they dropped me off in the middle of nowhere. Which way is it to the Interstate?" He laughed and pointed. There it was just a couple of miles ahead.

I made my way forward, after thanking him. I next came accross a cemetary. I was doing penance for my sins, so I stopped to pray. I quenched my thirst at a garden hose on the edge of the graveyard. Stripped to my shorts and bathed with the hose. I am fearful of hallowed ground, and respectful of the dead. I walked through the cemetary and begged forgiveness for my sins and those of the dearly departed there.

Next I came accross a park. I waded through a large puddle to use an outhouse to relieve myself. Played some frisbee, and went past a farmfield with a hairy goat. I am a Capricorn, and the goat is the symbol of the Capricorn. When I went on a vision quest, I saw mountain goats. True.

Cute little video of goats falling down with fright, or laziness, doesn't matter. No animals were hurt in the filming of this video...LOL

Anyways, I digress I was tired now after going several miles, and walked back to the park. In my escape, I had sprained my ankle (It actually turned out to be broken, but the doctors were too lazy to look at it. No wonder I despise the lazy and doctors.) I looked around and there near the park was a sign keep your vehicles locked, or something like that. I first saw a local police officer, and then a state police officer. I'm sure they were looking for me, but I just pretended I didn't have a care in the world. They left eventhough I looked alot like the suspect they were looking for. Pretty sneaky of me, huh? Ok, I'm tired, and have to go fill out insurance papers with my HR rep. Tommorrow, I'll tell you about my return to prison, my apprehension so to speak. CYA B