The rides and attractions at Chicago’s Navy Pier glisten in the afternoon sun. An unassuming middle-...
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Riots, Drills and The Devil" Tensions run high as chaos continues to erupt behind the walls of...
Michael’s voice carries us through the bowels of the prison, into a pipe through which Westmoreland’...
Water courses down Michael’s bare arm over a tattoo of an angel. Michael looks up when he hears a me...
Drops of blood bead along a newly inked line on Michael Scofield’s forearm. Sid, Michael’s tattoo ar...
Another day begins in the grim confines of Fox River. Michael walks over to his cell’s sink, splashe...
Michael, five years younger, adjusts his tie in a streamlined office of an architecture firm overloo...
The slow and labored thumping of a heartbeat pulses. Abruzzi strains to remain conscious as Sara pus...
Michael and the escape team are still trapped in the prison utility room. Above them, the newly inst...
The clock on the execution room wall reads 11:58 PM. Only minutes before Lincoln Burrows’ execution,...
Three years ago. Walking down the streets of Chicago, Michael finds Lincoln asleep in the doorway ...
Michael spreads glue over another piece of the Warden’s Taj Mahal model. His eyes focused on the tas...
Michael sits in the psych ward’s tv room, directly across from him is his heavily medicated former c...
Smoke. Wreckage. Battered and twisted, the Department of Corrections van lays on its side next to t...
Bellick kneels on the floor and peers into the escape hole. He can hardly believe what he’s seeing. ...