Escape The Tyranny: The Genocide Rebellion, #1

By Jake Wessel

James has been held captive, tortured in the most brutal ways after being abducted from his home and put in a Reformatory Institution for no particular crime…

 

He miraculously manages to escape after seven long years of suffering, only to find that EVERYTHING has changed in the outside world.

 

The authoritarian government fully took over, and the extreme racial purging process has been ongoing since he was first locked up…

 

Will he be able to heal from the trauma of being in R.I? Will he manage to get reunited with his family? And is he one of the Elites?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jake Wessel
• Release date: Aug 22, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201107307

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Jake Wessel

ESCAPE THE TYRANNY

First published by Intabeing 2021

Copyright © 2021 by Jake Wessel

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This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

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… our most powerful instinct is and will always be survival.

Jake Wessel , Escape The Tyranny

Contents

1. The R.I

2. Escape

3. Let His Guard Down

4. Nothing Was Certain

5. That Little Cabin

6. The Torture Marks

7. Very Familiar Face

8. Maybe The Truth

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1

The R.I

James had suffered immeasurably in that dungeon-like jail cell. The Reformatory Institution (R.I) was the fancy, sugarcoated name that the illegal authorities had for it. It was, in reality, a hell on earth, a place where the inmates’ were not only disregarded but also crushed and purposefully spat on. They considered the inmates as animals, as freaks, and they enjoyed inflicting all types of mental, physical, and emotional torture on them.

The R.I jailers were the cruelest, most inhumane and brutal creatures that James had ever seen in his life, and he had seen a lot. The jailers were brainwashed into thinking that the prisoners were criminals, terrorists, and groomed since their earliest childhood days to serve the king. Whatever the king said was the ultimate and absolute truth; he was fair, just, and always right. His orders must be followed, and if he had demanded them to torture R.I’s inmates, then he must have had a really good reason; they must have done something awful enough to deserve that type of treatment. After all, the king was a semi-god to them; he can’t be wrong.

James had lost the sense of time; he could no longer track it, nor did he care to. He couldn’t figure out between nighttime, afternoon, or evening; it was always dark inside R.I, no one there had seen or felt the sunlight in ages. So James could no longer tell how long he had been there, how his family was doing outside if they were still alive, or if they were considered by the king and government as one of the bad ones and taken just like he was.

After the first three years of being inside that jail, James started to lose hope. His first year in R.I, he would try as much as he could to keep his sanity in check, to do some light workouts every night in his cell, read anything that he could find in R.I’s library, and more importantly, to stay connected in any way that he managed to with the outer world and get news about his family.

Melina was R.I’s intern doctor, a nice lady in her 60’s who claimed to be a psychic; even though she was not allowed to leave the institution ever since she was hired to work there, she claimed to be able to see through the thick walls of the R’I. She claimed the ability of astral projection, traveling outside of her body and seeing what was going on outside without physically having to leave. No one fully believed her claim, but any hope is better than nothing in times of despair.

The inmates would only be allowed to visit her if they had a serious injury or if there was serious bleeding after a cruel beating session from the guard as a punishment for doing something inconsequential, like looking at the guard for too long, or avoiding eye contact with the guard. Sometimes a guard took it as disrespect or simply wanted to satisfy his