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A/N I don't know how most of this works in the real world so bare with me

"Weekes! They'd like to see you in maximum security wing" the security agent tells Dallon. The officer feels a bit strange about this, you see he usually works in the lowest security wing of the maximum security prison, if that makes sense. Dallon's spent a lot of time explaining his job to clueless relatives at thanksgiving.

Just as he rounded the corner he bumped into a man about his size. When he backs up he recognizes the man as officer Gabe Saporta, the director of job changes. There were a lot of changes at the prison because people are constantly coming and going. "Hey! I was just looking for you Dallon, would you come to my office with me?"' Officer Saporta asks Dallon. The younger nods and plasters a smile on his face even though he has a sinking feeling in his gut.

As soon as the door closes the older officer motions for Dallon to sit. He does so obediently but awkwardly, as usual. "Dallon, we have a bit of a raise for you, if you will. We have an income in maximum security and a shortage of officers. You're the only one trained to be his 24/7 officer at the moment so we're going to have to move you up. Sorry for such short notice." The other officer is still too giddy for Dallon's liking. He has to restrain from making a sarcastic comment, he might not love this job but the officers still got to pay his bills. "N-no I understand. Can I ask what he did?" Officer Saporta was glancing at one of the many screens that filled the room. "Killed 5 people. It's such a shame really, still so young but desperate for attention I guess." The other officer was now glancing at another screen which helped Dallon hide the fact that he was scared as hell. 5 people?! Dallon could just be one more added to their collection. Soon officer Saporta got up and walked over to the door "you coming?" He asked. Dallon stumbles up from the chair "y-yes sir"

After walking through the long prison hallways they had finally turned into one of the interrogation rooms. The place was very bright and white and just added to Dallon's headache. Officer Saporta sat down in one of the chairs but Dallon kept his place in the corner.

Sooner than Dallon would have liked, the door was being unlocked. In came four gigantic men surrounding what the officer assumed was the inmate. His stomach was still dropping from the news he received earlier. As the officers moved away there stood a trembling boy. Hear that kids? It's Dallon's stomach hitting the ground after a free fall. The boys small frame couldn't be over six feet tall. He had brown hair atop his head and the deepest brown eyes. He didn't look like a typical inmate, he actually looked completely the opposite. Were they sure they had the right person? This looked like a kid who would deliver pizzas in Dallon's neighborhood, not one who killed five people. 

"Officer, this is Brendon Urie. He's been charged with the murder of 5 people and has been put into maximum security, you'll be his main 24/7 guard." Dallon noticed how the boy, he had now found out his name was Brendon, squirmed when Gabe had said "murder". Were they positive that they had the right child?
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Still short I'm sorry, but Wattpad FORKING DELETED IT AGIAN!!!! That's an entire bus ride gone to wast okay?! So I'm really sorry about that once again. Next chapter will be longer and this time I pinky promise it!

Song of the day: UGH! By the 1975.... Again (fight me beach)

Lil' bit of self promo here but if you guys would like to, go checkout my other book "waiting" it's kind of based off my life but not really if that makes sense? If you don't that's cool though. But more importantly than my self promo, remember

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