I was just up front filling my cup from the water jug up by the secretaries. OF course, the jug ran out, so I went to get a new one. As I flipped it up onto the bubbler, I glanced out the window, and the end of a rope dropped down from above.
My heart surged. “It’s finally happening!” I thought. “They’re making a break for it”. Even if only one of them makes it out and over the wall, their story will spread. Soon dozens, then hundreds of us will make a break, succeeding, or dying in the attempt.. This place will be left empty, without even stress and anger to walk its hallways. The people will have won at last.