We’re trapped. The boat is gone and we have no idea, when it is coming back. We are on the Island, where the most infamous and dangerous prisoners have lived their lives. There are many souls of dangerous people here, and now we are trapped with them. It feels like, we are the prisoners of this place. The only thing we could think about, is not being able to come home. Even Though we probably had to spend the whole night here, we had to make the best out of it. Our minds started to go fast, The prison was turned into a tourist destination, so there was a café where we could eat. We sat on a rock, right at the entrance of Alcatraz, thinking and saying nothing to each other for over 2 hours. We had to come up with ideas on what to do here. We could sleep in the prisoners beds, but that would be to scary. Being on the Island you feelt followed, every move you take is being watched, that is at least what you feel. So on the bright side i'm glad, that i am not trapped alone here.
After the hours of complete silence and staring, we decided to move. We could not just sit here and wait, for the next boat to sail by. We had to do something, so we walked up the the main door of Alcatraz. To our luck it wasn't locked. The doors were big and heavy to open. Once we finally got into the heart of the prison, we had to find the café. On our way looking for the café, everything got mysteries. We had to whole prison to ourselves. We could walk wherever we wanted. Every door was unlocked, there was no need to lock them anymore. You could not sail to the Island without a special license.
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