Fox River

The walls of Fox River State Penitentiary were old, grey, and high. The barbed wire fence that surrounded the prison was even higher. Inside, the prisoners were confined to small cells that smelled of sweat and desperation. Michael Scofield had been in Fox River for six months, but he still couldn't get used to the feeling of being locked up. He was counting down the days until he could break out.

Michael was a structural engineer, and he had helped design Fox River. He knew the prison's layout like the back of his hand, and he had spent countless hours studying the building's blueprints. He had a plan to break out, but he needed help.

He sat in the prison yard, watching the other inmates. He needed to find someone he could trust, someone who could help him execute his plan. He saw a man sitting alone on a bench, reading a book. The man was wearing a leather jacket and had a shaved head.

Michael walked over to the man and sat down next to him. "Hi," he said. "I'm Michael."

The man looked up from his book and studied Michael for a moment before replying, "I'm Lincoln."

Michael had heard of Lincoln before. He was serving time for killing the vice president's brother, a crime he claimed he didn't commit. Michael had a feeling that Lincoln was innocent and that he might be the ally he needed.

"I need your help," Michael said, cutting to the chase. "I have a plan to break out of here."

Lincoln looked at him skeptically. "Breaking out of Fox River is impossible," he said. "But I'm listening."

Michael explained his plan to Lincoln, and the more he talked, the more Lincoln began to believe that it just might work. They would need more help, though. They would need a team.

Over the next few weeks, Michael and Lincoln recruited a team of fellow inmates to help them break out of Fox River. They called themselves the "Fox River Eight." It wasn't going to be easy, but they were determined to make it out alive.

Michael knew that this was his only chance to prove Lincoln's innocence and clear his own name. He was willing to risk everything to make it happen. The countdown to their escape had begun.