This prison hold the worst criminals the region of New England has to offer. Here one can find the gang leaders, the murderers of the highest and cruelest degree, and serial rapists and abusers. These criminals are house in solitary cells, with their own small bathroom closet to relieve themselves. They wake up every morning at seven in the morning, and go to breakfast by nine.
They have each day to do as they are allowed, by working or doing recreational activity as allowed. The worst of the worst are put in the maximum security area where they are not allowed out of any guard's sight. Where some who act out get put in solitary confinement. Where all people get put through certain degrees of therapy or psychiatric medication.
People already in prison are but through multiple trials for murders committed while incarcerated. Some for trying to subdue the armed guards or attempting to start riots and take over the prison. There are men here who will never leave, as ninety percent of inmates are serving multiple 25-life sentences.
In the midst of all the internal crime and the blood thirsty chaos revelling men, there is one man who is the most highly respected of all inmates. There is no jailor, guard, or inmate who does not admire him. He helps work in the kitchen, preparing food. For his own amusement inmates have found him reading in the library or working out.
He is in prison for statutory rape and harbouring a runaway minor. In a building with concrete walls and metal doors filled with New England's top criminals, you find this man with a ten year sentence for what most prisons would consider a minor offense and worthy of nothing more than medium security.
But the respect doesn't come from the weak crime, it comes from the fact that the original charge during trial was kidnap and rape of a minor and through his words and actions during the trial time, the moved judge, jury, and lawyers could not believe that this man could do such a horrible thing. The inmates who probably bought none of it, admired how ones man's charisma could save his life. How said man could be respected so much that he had the best behaviour in the entire complex.
As our man walks through the complex accompanied by a guard, the other inmates give a look to acknowledge his presence and possibly whisper to another their internal hatred for his ability and envy his life as an inmate. Through the halls taking left and right turns, concrete walls with bulletins, doors, or nothing at all. Up the stairs, two more turns, and at a large wooden door with an electronic lock that only certain guards know how to access.
The guard accompanying our inmate pressed a button that looked like a door bell, and with a click coming from the lock, the guard opened the door.
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Penny For a Thought
Teen FictionMarcus Kay is a kidnapper. A rapist. He knows it, and the girl he swears he's in love with surely knows it, as she raises the twins she was forced to conceive. Twins who look very similar to their father. But after five years of his ten year senten...
