The Quintillion Superstar System

75.Narrow Escape

Chapter Seventy Two

Vincent found himself in a dimly lit prison cell, a cold and unforgiving place that had become his home for far too long. He stood there, his heart pounding like a drum, desperation etched across his weary face. The iron bars that confined him taunted him with their unyielding strength.

With a rusty old fork he had managed to keep hidden, Vincent began his desperate attempt at freedom. His hands trembled as he inserted the fork into the lock, a futile attempt to pick it. The metallic clang of the fork against the lock echoed through the cold, damp cell.

His breath quickened as he continued to work the fork, his fingers struggling to find the right combination. Time seemed to stretch endlessly as sweat dripped from his furrowed brow. Every second felt like an eternity in this wretched place.

Vincent's mind raced with memories of the life he had lost, the loved ones he had left behind. He could almost hear their voices, see their faces, and feel their warmth. The th