Coleman's Telling the Dirt-in-the-Drainpipe Story

I've been working on getting out for a while now.

There's a drainpipe behind my cell. It's my means of escape.

I know where it connects to the main Empty City pipeline, where it would be wide enough for me to fit. It's not too far from the prison's grounds.

I've been digging an escape route near some exercise equipment. It's easy to hide a tunnel when you can move pommel-horses over it for when you're away.

I'm so close to finishing.

It won't be long now.