Life in prison

Chapter 1

Prison is a place where your soul dies.

It doesn't matter who you were when you were alive, you're nobody in prison.

And here you are trying to survive!

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Anna was sitting in her office and looking through her patients' medical records for the umpteenth time, wondering: "Why did they do all this? To be here? In this... A God-forsaken prison!".

Her ear twitched when she heard a knock on the door.

"Come in!" Anna said, putting the folder with the documents back in its place.

The door opened and a Teletubby with a white fur resembling snow stood in it... Well, not quite white, maybe a little and with a grayish tinge.

But definitely this wool color was the most beautiful thing Anna had seen in her life!

"Good morning, Ann!" Connor greeted with a smile on his face.

That smile always warmed her heart. She could easily admit that she still loved him, however, fate decided to divorce and leave them just best friends. Who remember evenings around the campfire every evening, or how they met the dawn before the river during the fog.

"Hi, Connor. What brought you to the infirmary? Did you prick yourself with a needle?" The girl exclaimed affectedly.

Connor just snorted at her words. He was always amused by this lovely lady's sense of humor.

"Not really. " His voice became firm and tense.

This made Anna raise her drooping ears, listening to everything he would say.

"You do remember that you have a session with a local prisoner today, don't you?"

She only nodded affirmatively, recalling her plans for this day and this prisoner.

"So that's it. I volunteered to accompany him."

This statement threw her into shock, and she began to panic. Connor was ready to take on a dangerous prisoner?! But his injury hasn't healed yet!

"B—But are you sure?" After all, you haven't moved away from the skirmish with Tinky Winky yet!" Her voice was trembling.

Of course, he will tremble. After that fight, Connor spent several months in the hospital. But Tinky Winky was tortured all this time because he attacked a security guard, it's amazing that he wasn't killed at all and they didn't inject drugs so that he would overdose. But Dutch, the second medic after Anna, tried to reduce the dose. It helped, but not always. He also tried to prove that he was mentally unstable so that his sentence would be commuted, but... in this prison, if a prisoner attacked a guard, it meant either death, or you would be tortured until you left off. Anna has not seen this prisoner now, however, according to rumors, they say that he died.

Connor looked at her with a frightened, but at the same time thoughtful expression on his face.

Then he said:

"Pfft... don't worry, baby. This time I prepared well enough. And it is unlikely that he will be aware of the whole situation at all." He explained with a grin.

"Did they drug him?" she already knew the answer to that question.

"Yes. And maybe even worse. So he won't hurt you. The only problem is... Mmmm, will he even be able to speak for a session and realize the reality of the world?" He began to reflect.