Hell's Prison: Death Row

Chapter One: The Arrival

From the backseat of the police car, the masked killer sat quietly as she thought carefully about her plan. Time was running out in the case. The more she thought about the vaccine, the more she got anxious to change her strategy.

"Seven minutes from the prison." The cop in the driver seat spoke into the radio system.

"Ten-four. Over and out!" A voice on the radio system responded back.

"Man, I never get used to driving around criminals." The cop in the passenger seat commented softly.

The masked killer heard every word he said even though he attempted to be discreet about his comment. Her hands were itching to stab the cop in the side of his neck from behind. However, the time was not right for her to strike yet. Patience is going to be her best friend in this new situation if things were going to go her way.

"Psst! You do know I can kill you right now...Right?" The masked killer whispered as she leaned up to the cage barrier.

"Shut up! Your days of killing people are over!" The cop in the passenger seat shouted nervously.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that." The masked killer replied calmly as she leaned back against the seat.

The cop who was driving glanced over at his partner and shook his head in disappointment.

"Dude! Chill before you get us both killed. I got a family to get back home to." The driver cop demanded to the other strongly.

"She's not going to make a move on us. Because if she does, our team will be ready to shoot her down at the first sign of trouble." The cop in the passenger seat explained truthfully.

"Oh really?" The masked killer asked rhetorically with a slight smile on her face.

"Shoot first, ask questions later." He replied quickly.

"Sounds like alot of fun!" The masked killer commented sarcastically.

"We're here. Let's make this quick." The driver cop announced as the police car came to a sudden stop.

 Through the polycarbonate, glass window, the masked killer could see the huge, cinereous prison. Barbed wire gates and electric fences surrounded the entire building with five guard towers on each section. Most of the guards are heavily armed with assault rifles, shotguns, and sniper rifles.

"We're at the security checkpoint." The cop in the driver seat mentioned into the radio system.

"Roger that. Proceed with the drop-off of the suspect." A voice of a higher ranked officer commanded seriously.

"Oh, this is nice. My brand new home has body guards and gated security. Talk about benefits of a new place." The masked killer spoke sarcastically as she analyzed the prison compound.

 Suddenly, the officer who was driving glared at her through the visor mirror with a stern look. He knew she was being sarcastic, yet the officer wasn't going to entertain the masked killer's nonsense.

"My gosh, do you always talk this much? Al those innocent people you liked and others you endangered..." The officer in the passenger seat spoke intensely as he thought about all the damage that was done at the hospital.

 Seventeen fatalities and twelve injuries were reported once everyone was evacuated out of the hospital.

"You should be forced to live with the karma that's coming after you. Death is too easy of a punishment for your crimes!" The officer continued after the small moment of silence.

 The masked killer smirked once the officer stopped talking. She popped her fingers by bending them separately while she looked at the tight, silver handcuffs wrapped around her hands.