The Tube Prison

Phillip Dahl stayed in his bed, in the dark, until he was absolutely sure his parents had gone to bed, too. Then, without a sound, he got up. He didn't turn on any lights, but went to the window from where he could see the front area and entrance of the compound they had been living on for the last six months. It was 2.00 AM, but the place was as busy as on midday. There was fierce lighting, all kind of noise could be heard (which was a good thing, he thought to himself). Vans went of and on, the three gates opening and closing almost continuously. He could see at least fifty men personnel on the ground.

He, his parents and Alicia,his older sister had been living on five different locations in the last two years. This was due to his fathers occupation. Joseph Dahl was a scientist, who worked for the military, a job that took him and his family all over the world. Right now, he was the director of a high facility, experimental prison, located at the back of the compound.

Phillip left his room, softly closing the door behind him. Much to his satisfaction, the outside noise was still very much audible in the house. That would give him some cover. Already filled with excitement and arousal, he made his way downstairs.Passing through the dark living room and the kitchen, he went even further down, to the basement. He opened the door and went to the back wall, to the big heavy steel door that gave access to the corridor which led to the prison.

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