“This is the Old Melbourne Gaol.” Says the tour guide, ushering us inside.
We step inside the big wooden doors into the cold building.
We pass all the locked doors, bodies of the most terrifying criminals rotting inside.
We pass a massive rusty cannon positioned in the corner.
The guide leads us into a room with a big door and a tiny window with bars over it.
Suddenly the door slams shut and a lock clicks.
The guide slams on the door yelling.
We peek out the window with the steel bars.
3 or 4 men dressed in rags sprint away from our cell and towards the big loaded cannon.
