Escape from L.A.


Hauk: Plissken? Plissken, what are you doing? 
Snake Plissken: Playing with myself! I'm going in.

In 2013, the crime rate in the United States rises one thousand percent. The once great city of Los Angeles has become the whole country. 

A fifty-foot containment wall is erected along the Mexican borderline from the Gulf to the Pacific. The same with the Canadian borderline, across the Great Lakes, all the way from the Atlantic to Alaska. 

The wall completely surrounds USA Prison. Every square mile is saturated with 24-hour drone surveillance with orders to terminate. 

The United States Police Force, like an army, is encamped offshore guarding the undersea bunkers of the banksters and gangsters. 

There are no guards inside the prison— only the prisoners of the Prison Planet. The rules are simple: once you’re born there—you don't come out.

Snake is back

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