For the moment, it was dark and Michiko couldn't see anything. Her hands were cuffed and she was calm, that was until a swift kick to the face shook her out of her daze and the lights flickered back on. "Oy! You couldn't have woken me up in a much calmer way." Michiko said spitting blood out of her mouth onto the floor. "World Class Criminals like you don't get a sweet treatment sorry." Michiko's sister responded. Michiko's sister had an afro and wore sunglasses. Her trench coat outlining her body perfectly and she looked as though she was someone who could see right into the darkest crevices of your mind. Her name was Maria. And Maria was furious. She had spent the last two hours interrogating Michiko and getting no leads what so ever. It was nerve wracking. Michiko just made a grunting noise and looked in a different direction. "That's enough for the day, take her back to the cell." Maria said waving Michiko off. Michiko was sore and bruised from the brutal interrogation. Laws were different here, but today, she was escaping. She had a fool proof plan and it would be executed tonight when the guards with the big guns passed her cell. In the mean time, Michiko was allowed to watch T.V... it was a tape of the day she was arrested for her ex boyfriend's murder. She gritted her teeth at the memory, the bitter taste of blood from that day still haunted. Everyone knew she didn't do it. But her sister had been so damn sure that it hurt Michiko to prove her wrong, so she plead guilty even though she could have been found innocent. She waited in her cell for night fall before she would finally break out of her cage.