Cold Waters
As the sun rose on the following day, a mystifying absence lingered—the bay waters yielded no bodies, no trace of Morris and the Anglin brothers. Instead, a perplexing discovery unfurled: personal belongings, silent witnesses to an enigmatic escape.
The chilling waters of the San Francisco Bay, notorious for their frigidity, gnashed at a temperature of 50 to 54 degrees. Here, the inexorable embrace of cold would assail an adult man’s bodily functions within a mere 20 minutes. An unsettling truth emerged—the inmates, accustomed to the prison’s warm confines, faced an unforgiving adversary in the icy waters, leaving the ultimate fate of their audacious escape veiled in a shroud of chilling uncertainty.