Ted Bundy's Cell

Ted bundy was nice enough, charming even. But the guard knew what he was in for, murder. The thought gave him chills. So as he roached mister bunty's cell at the end of the hall. He steeled himself, but what he saw when he arrived was off. Ted's dinner tray from the night before had been left untouched. It wasn't the uneaten food that made the guard uneasy - it was the fact that ted wasn't up. Usually at that hour, he was wide awake, reading or clacking away in his typewriter. Underneath was nothing but a pile of books. Ted bundy had escaped again.