In a desperate bid to flee the existential dread of Ang Mo Kio Avenue 10, one visionary resident has constructed a three-storey escape rope comprised entirely of damp laundry.

The structural integrity of the ladder, held together by the collective crustiness of unwashed Uniqlo Airism boxers and sheer audacity, has left neighbours questioning the building’s security and their own sanity.

“Wah lau, I thought Spider-Man move in next door,” remarked one witness, Mdm Tan. “Every morning I see one giant chain of underwear hanging down. My corridor smells like Febreze and failure, knn.”

In response to the potential prison break, the Town Council has deployed its most lethal weapon: a laminated A4 advisory notice that everyone will ignore while the resident continues their vertical quest for freedom.