Prison Yard Chapter 2: Getting around

       Well, it's been several days since I came to DankWater and so far I've made a couple new friends... not exactly the kind my mother would aprove of but still. One of those friends would be "Daniel Short", the sort of character based off Morgan Freeman in the Shawshank Redemption, he can get anything for you and always has a note pad on his person, just in case. The second is a "Jack Portness". A good combo of Brawn and Brains. The kind of guy who could not only beat you at chess but also beat you to a pulp if he loses. And finally, there's Fredrick Rancolini, and Italian mob boss. Says he did it all for the family, yeah well the only family he's got now is us four, speaking of which the forth is Pocketknife, he actually got a big welcome back party... again he says...

        Everyone in here is like a freakin' story book, all with their own version of what happened. As for me... well I'm innocent... Debbie my wife was murdered and I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. The man who murdered my wife is named Carl Marksmon. He fled to Florida and I swear if I get out I'm going to have a murder record in two states. Really to tell you the truth the food here isn't so bad... we get our daily nutrition, and on some days we even get hoggies... cheap, bland, manufactured hoggies... but hoggies nonetheless.

       The people aren't so bad either, so long as you stay away from the gangrapers and crazies, you'll be fine! That is if they stay away from you, in prison you always have a target on your back. It’s not just the people but the environment, it gets to you… the sterile, dark, enclosed environment… it slowly begins shrinking and it isn’t long before you end up with the crazies… speaking of which they’re not so bad when you get to know them... sure they might be serial killers but they’re just misunderstood by society... one of them went off on a killing spree but only on all his cheating ex girl-friends… emphases on the word “ex”. The inside of the prison is all high-tech, the guards have latest issued weaponry and the prison is equipped with state of the art security systems… it be tough to try and get out of here.

        It wouldn’t be as easy as just making a hole in the wall; you’d have to plan it. And you couldn’t go alone, that would be suicide. You’d need at least six people including your self… you’d also need someone to hack the computers, take out the guards, and you’d make the front page! The Warden has his own personal office on the top floor, which in the yard we call “The Tower”. The captain is always on the cat walks, simply eyeing us, him and his pistol to his right side; guess he’s a lefty, although understandably no one would like to prove that theory. But surely enough there was this one idiot who decided to throw a rock at the Captain one day and… well I’m not going to explain the gory details. But as it turns out he’s a lefty after all!