PureEntertqinment
The human mind is an incredible yet misused creation.
Few can unlock its true purpose, and fewer can distribute it.
Water from the ceiling met the ground, creating tension in the atmosphere. The smell of rusty prison bars contaminated the air. We unpacked our equipment, ruffling our belongings for books and notepads. The prisoners had mixed reactions, some glancing at us and then ignoring and some growling and snaring. We just stared, frozen with bedazzled expressions.
"Well, my colleagues, we have our subjects."