51. The Plan

Grabbing Ah-mo by the wrist, Ah-moe ran towards the edge of the walls they were confined in - the inner walls. Circular in nature, this continuous wall enveloped the entire prison campus, forming an dominating sense of security to the inmates.

Ah-moe jumped. And promptly forgot he's no longer in Pluto. Smashing back to the ground just he jumped half a dozen inches above the ground, he looked up in despair. How was he going to clear this inpenetratable wall?

Taking out a stack of paper and pencil, he sometimes started drawing elaborate drawings, sometimes stopped to ponder about it again. All while walking at the same time. He sees it as handwriting; some people may see it as abstract art; most people, however see it was meaningless doodles.

Then, he had a pleasant surprise - a big rectangular hole in the defensive walls.

Tearing up his "carefully prepared" notes into small pieces, he threw the pieces of paper into the air and he ran ecstastically towards the black "hole"...