Escape from Mantoa Part 1

It seemed quite obvious that Olivia was stuck. Bound in the white straight-jacket, she laid on the table quietly looking up at the white stone ceiling, contemplating all the things she had done. She knew she had done evil and wicked things, but it didn't seem to bother her much.1

She had killed over 200 people, assassinated a President, stolen nearly $40 trillion from a world bank, and above all else, released a terrible spawn of hatchlings into the ocean upon capture. It was here that her thoughts truly lie, with her babies that had drifted out into the sea. Across the world they were by now, she thought. A massive litter of a million or so snake-line creatures who grow into wicked beings, just like their mother.2

Eventually, Olivia's thoughts turned to her mass murderer accomplice, Kyle. Chainsaw-killing Kyle, he was know as, a vicious beast who many say hell itself threw out after he tried murdering Satan. Kyle and Olivia were meant for one another from the moment they laid eyes on each other. Evil, wicked, and genuinely malicious, the duo plagued the Earth for the longest time until Olivia had been captured and put into a maximum security prison in the Antarctic.3

The thought most amusing to Olivia about all of this was that Antarctica was supposed to be some sort of punishment. During the previous night, a penguin had found its way in her cell and simply by giving it a menacing stare, she made the penguin commit suicide and hang himself in the igloo they shared. Olivia laughed wickedly as she thought of how feeble and utterly helpless the penguin had seemed. Poor poor penguin, she thought, missing its mum and daddy, only to wander alone in her secluded lair and become suicidally mesmerized by her hypnotic death stare. No, she thought, this was great fun! How wonderful to kill while laying back in a straight-jacket, she thought eagerly, as she eyed the penguin hanging from the rope above her.