Chapter 2: Must Get Out

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After Gil changed into his new white prison uniform, he was escorted to his new spacious cell by Charles, Barney, and several other guards. The prisoners who managed to get a glimpse of Gil eyed him in fear, their expressions filled with trepidation and unease. Charles hastily left the cell after accomplishing his tasks, his face glistening with fearful sweat. Barney however, briefly stayed behind.

"Does it feel good to finally have those cuffs off?" smirked Barney.

"Feels amazing! My wrists will probably be bruised for weeks though," sighed Gil, as he rubbed his sore wrists with a wince.

"Understandable," laughed Barney.

The plain white color of the tile and the gray metal walls certainly did not contrast well together, creating a stark and impersonal atmosphere. The cell, however, was surprisingly sizable, providing an eerie sense of relief amidst the gloom.

"Do I really have a hundred thousand points? That would take more than two hundred years to earn! Can I really get out of here?" asked Gil.

"Don't worry about points for now, just do tasks now so that you don't end up getting executed. I'm going to get together a team to prove your innocence, we'll do our best to get you out of here. I'm confident we'll succeed, we'll just need a lot of time," explained Barney. He then walked away from the door of the cell. "Take care Gil."

"Barney wait!" Gil said.

"What is it?" Barney asked as he turned his head.

"Well... You're the only one who believes I'm innocent. Even if you aren't able to get me out, I'm grateful! Thanks a ton!" said Gil.

"Don't mention it," said Barney. "...I just happen to have knowledge about things I shouldn't." He walked away like a ghost planning it's next haunting.

What knowledge could that be? Gil thought. Perhaps it wasn't that important.

He turned his head once more to eye his white cell. Perhaps it looked more luxurious than he expected due to AquaLux's humongous revenue. Arthur Lux was a trillionaire, so perhaps he purposely kept his prison towers in tip top shape. He seemed very passionate about the productivity coming out of the towers so that was a huge possibility. The tycoon owned many prison towers throughout AquaLux's owned regions, Energia Tower was just one of several.

His jaw dropped when he saw a door for a bathroom. Judging by the size of the door, it wasn't that large, but it was surreal to have your own personal bathroom in a prison. Just what was the catch?

He then noticed a large bed with white sheets to the right corner of the room, he titled his head to another bed and realized a blonde young man was lying in it with his face buried in the pillow.

"Oh, I didn't realize you were there!" Gil said excitingly. "I'm Gil. And you are?"

"I know who you are," the man said quietly and fiercely.

"I guess that's not surprising, everyone in the other cells were looking at me," chuckled Gil.

"So what is there to do around here?" Gil asked as he slowly walked around the cell in awe. To think that he could be there forever was sort of haunting.

"I'm not here to be your friend," the man said as he moved the pillow away from his face and sat on the bed. "I will tell you this though... During dinner tonight, or whenever you're out in public, I'm going to kick your ass. If it's not me someone else will do it. I'll make sure I'm the first one to bash your teeth in though."

Gil was taken aback. The young man on the bed appeared to be a few inches taller than him and he probably could beat him up if it didn't happen. Perhaps it would be socially appropriate to pretend to be afraid; he just wasn't quite sure.

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