Running

Being wrongly accused of crime is bad. Waking up in jail and not even remembering who you are, is worse. This 26 year old no-name constantly lives in fear of his own mind, afraid because every night it comes back to haunt him, Horrific visions plaguing his dreams. But when an opportunity to resume his life drifts past his cell window, there is nothing, not even a 13 inch thick re-enforced steel door and suicidal missions will stop him.