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The life of a madman

The Fwank Chronicles – Next Instalment
Chapter 1 – The Escape

Sitting in a dark, damp corner of his padded room Fwank waits for peace to find him. Wrapped up tightly in his constrictive cotton straight jacket Fwank loathes everything about this place. Then again fifty years of torture and torment would do that to anyone.

The tight sensation of the straightjacket cuts into Fwank’s back, the sound of footsteps bring Fwank’s bloodshot eyes’ attention onto the door. The viewing slide jaggedly slid across the rust peeling off and flaking to the ground as two eyes look into his cell.
“This is him sir,” a voice explains from the other side of the door.
The slide makes a scraping sound as it slides shut, the door to his cell slowly swings open as two men dressed in full army camouflage walk in with M16s in hand. They point their guns at Fwank and a man wearing a white coat walks in. He stands just in front of where Fwank is sitting. T...

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