A daring escape

Who: Lenin, Dean, Armer
Where: Brig
> It took some time to reach the brig, as the three
> giant men crawled down the passage. Lenin couldn't
> escape because he was between the other two, with
> Armer pointing a gun at his rear. Not long after
> reaching the brigg, Lenin found himself squeezed into
> a cell several sizes too small.
"You are taking political prisoners," Lenin yelled, "A sure sign of a
oppressive society. The lower classes won't take this lying down. You are
all dead men! You hear me?! Dead! I will have you shot and your bodies
thrown in a swamp, just like the Czar!"
Lenin's ranting served a dual purpose. The first purpose was that he was
capable of loudly protesting the way he was being treated, and the second
purpose was to conceal the sound of the scutters who were cutting through
the floor of his cell with acetylne torches.
"Shut your mouth," Armer said, raising his pistol.
Lenin complied, and five seconds later, the cell floor fell out beneath him.
"Thank you, comrades," Lenin said, dusting himself off. "Comrades? Where are
you?" as he noticed that there weren't any scutters around. He lifted up the
cell floor, which revealed seven squashed scutters. "Oops," Lenin said,
"Your sacrifice will be remembered.
Then he crawled down a corridor at a high speed, activating fire doors
behind him. A meter of solid titanium would slow down the imperialist thugs.