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… the prison officer handed prisoner 2185 his package.

It had already been opened and checked by the prison security team.

‘It’s your lucky day, a surprise gift – home cooked too! Someone on the outside likes you.’

Prisoner 2185 carried the gift over to the table and took it out of its wrapping. Inside was a tin and a note was taped to the back:

Thought these might take you out of yourself. We’ll all be waiting for you when you get out.

P.S. Remember there’s always light at the end of the tunnel.

Your Uncle Ed

The handwriting looked like it might belong to a gorilla.

The man prised open the lid and looked inside: the tin contained muffins. He picked one up. Heavy, he thought.

He slowly bit into it and felt his teeth knock on something hard.

He tried another, the same thing.

He smiled.

He would eat these later, much later when everyone had gone to bed. He had a feeling this batch of baked goods might just be his ticket to freedom.

Pick Your Poison

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