A FOWL ESCAPE


PRISON BIRDIE

 

The guys at www.Writetodone.com sent me the image above and requested I come up with a mini-story of not more than 350 words. Here is my attempt, I hope I did fine.

A FOWL ESCAPE

“I knew that pigeon was a bad idea,” grumbled Rasta when the guard’s footsteps disappeared down the hallway.

“Crashing straight into Bokono’s office window! That electrical engineer cousin of yours is as much of a genius as I am the king of Timbuktu, faggot!” Blackie cursed.

Nearly all Cell D inmates crowded over Jamal, and for a moment my cousin thought they would lynch him. Oduor actually tried to slap him but Ngomongo, cell D’s karani and de facto supremo, gave him a look they all recognised and dreaded. It was rumoured around Kamiti Maximum Prison that Jamal was Ngomongo’s bitch.

A bedbug had crept up Jamal’s striped shorts and was now launching an assault where the sun doesn’t shine. He chose to ignore it. Right now he had bigger problems to worry about.

An hour before Jamal was cell D’s hero. They had just completed the day’s quota of hard labour, and were idling outside the cells shooting shit as they took supper. They were all on the lookout for a bird that would fly over the dining area and drop a few more tools behind the store room.  They had been doing this for a week now, so far I’d sent them a cellphone and a sizeable motley of miniature digging tools. The bird I had built looked in every bit like a real pigeon, and the guards suspected nothing. Until today when I crashed it straight into Bokono’s office, and members of Cell D knew their goose was cooked.

The door creaked and everyone scrambled to their mattresses. The guards frogmarched Ngomongo and Jamal to Bokono’s office.

“Pwagu kapata pwaguzi!” The Chief Warden growled as the duo entered his office. On the table stood my pigeon, now stripped naked of its plastic feathers to showcase a handiwork of wires, magnets and motors.  Its blue eyes glared wide as though it was anticipating the terror that was just about to occur.

Ngomongo managed a tight-lipped smile as Bokono bent over the birdie and continued dismantling it with a screw driver. Everything was going according to plan.

The two prisoners held their breaths as he proceeded to cut the blue wire…

PRISON BIRDIE

jowaljones

Jowal Jones is a columnist and correspondent with Kenya's leading newspaper, Daily Nation. He also dabbles in fiction works at times, hoping to be the next Stephen King. Sometimes he takes time out from writing to perfect his deer-dancing and goat-screaming skills.