Finally, the verdict was delivered. The cops shoved Bob into the police car, intending to send him to the correction centre. But this time, it wasn't a car but it was a truck and he was stuck in that odourous stench.
Bob observed through the bars, the moving surroundings and the burry flashes of all colours gleaming in the Monday night lights.
It took two hours to reach to the final destination and when it was time, the back door creaked open and Bob was dragged out and escorted to the office of the correction centre.
I hope that Mary got my message well and followed through with her end of the bargain. I know that she's been a great assistant before what happened on Sunday night, Bob thought.
'Go to the men's bathroom and change your attire', the warden instructed who was dressed in black and had a baton at his waist, pointing his prosthetic finger towards the bathrooms' direction.
Bob heeded the instructions and opened the door into the bathroom. The bathroom was pungent in smell and the walls were full of dirt marks, the floor had some cracked tiles, the lights were flickering due to a lack in quality and function. Worst part is the fact that the toilets were not working and had excretements and urine inside. As for the sink, it was poorly cleaned and the mirror was the only thing that was at its best quality.
Looking into the mirror, after changing into his orange freshly ironed and washed garments, Bob picked up a hair scissors and cut off his messy hair, changing his form from riches to rags, honor to disgrace, doctor to prisoner.
After this, he walked out of that bathroom (stench hell, according to his view and perspective), he was escorted to his cell and walked through the prison room in which brutes hollered at him, scrawny arms reached out for help and food an desperation to escape the hell. Prisoners of all heights, demographics and races looked at the scrawny form of the scientist escorted by the prison warden.
A room with a metal plate on top which was written D-3 was widen open, void of any occupant.
With great force, the warden pushed Bob into the prison, slammed the iron barred door and locked it. Then the brute form of that warden departed his sight.
After the verdict, Bob's life reached a turning point. Things would never be the same.
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Story of Bob
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