Soon after a ghastly accident on the road to a distant prison on an island at Galapagos as a result of a mine bomb, eight survivors seeking freedom from the cops escaped the wreckage into the deserted plains and ended up stranded inside a jungle of dry woods near Arizona where their worst fears of escaping death fully came to alive when they encountered the unknown
The sun kept its steady sunshine over the farther distant mountains including a smooth asphalted road surrounded by tall evergreen trees whose resplendent leaves withstood the savory intensity of the bright afternoon sun as well as the black roof of four black vehicles with a black bus conveying condemned prisoners accelerating slowly along with the other vans, towards the southward direction of the remote areas, on the smooth tarmac below the dense shade of the tall spruces far away from civilization, heading to a distant prison located several miles near the coast that was presently way beyo
nd their reach as the racers relentlessly continue their way through the thick vegetation without a moment to rest its hefty tyres from being worn out by the smooth road. Inside the enormous bus, sat ten prisoners clad in orange tunic and baggy pants whose hands and feet were completely chained to their seats with nowhere to run to and they were partially left unprotected since they were unable to move freely due the fact that the reckless cops confided on the hefty taut metal chains which constrained the ten criminals from snapping the neck of a sleepy black officer who lay fast asleep with his head resting on a metal barricade beside two angry prisoners on the left row.
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