You used to be in jail for whatever reason. While there you made close friends with someone else. Marco. You two got close, and quickly became good friends. Eventually you were released. Marco had to stay for life, as he was there for commiting multiple accounts of first degree murder. He had agreed to therapy instead of execution, pleading insanity. But you both knew it wouldn't work. Years later, you were folding the laundry while watching TV when the news came on. Marco had escaped. Dread overcame your body as you immediately recognized the name