Midway through my meal, an inexplicable surge of adrenaline coursed through my veins, and without warning, I leaped to my feet, bellowing, "Attack!"The others around us gaped in bewilderment and horror at my sudden outburst, but my men, fueled by an uncontrollable craze, erupted into a blasting of war screams. With an unyielding force, they catapulted out of their seats, jumping over tables, and lunging at the other inmates, unleashing a vicious assault upon them.The guards, alerted to the chaos, threw themselves into the fight with reckless abandon, their eyes wild with fear and fury. The scene erupted into unmitigated chaos, an onslaught of battle cries and clashing bodies, resonating with an electrifying intensity that sent shivers down my spine.The alarm was sound, piercing our ears with its loud noises. Trays and spoons were now makeshift weapons, transformed into deadly instruments, their edges used to pierce flesh and bones. Blood spilled forth in torrents, drenching the caf

Morning arrived abruptly, signaled by the blaring alarm that pierced through the air like a shrill siren. The cell doors grated open mechanically, the noise a discordant melody to our routine. Stepping into the main hall, the dim lighting offered little solace, and the air carried a faint undercurrent of confinement. The shuffle of feet and muffled conversations gradually filled the space as inmates gathered, each like a ghostly figure emerging from the shadows.A crescendo of footsteps announced the entrance of guards. We were organized into groups of ten and escorted to the bathrooms to take a shower, brush our teeth, jerk off or whatever you want, but it must be all done in 20 minutes.Once it was my turn me and my chosen group walked through a desolate corridor, the flickering lights casting upon the cold, gray floor. Arriving in the bathroom, we shed our prison-blue uniforms and entered the cold showers. I hated it, but I had no choice so I endured it. After the shower one by one

Ten minutes later, I slowly stood up from the bench and walked to the center of the yard. Once in the center, I gazed at the azure sky. With a deep breath, I raised my fist and roared, "GOOOO!!!"My fervent exclamation instantly drew the attention of everyone present. The collective gaze of the onlookers swiftly converged upon me, a momentary interruption in their routines.However, my men, well-acquainted with the situation, quickly recognised the unfolding events. They jumped into action without hesitation, sprinting full force towards the confused inmates of the third cell block.The sudden appearance of a relentless tide - one hundred psychotic teenagers charging toward them caused them to falter in their stance. Bewildered by the sight of this formidable force hurtling their way, they stumbled and momentarily lost their composure. The rapid tempo of their steps echoed the palpable tension that had gripped the air. In their attempt to evade the impending onslaught, some of them sc

The next day in the day room of my cell block, I needed to contact the warden so, I approached one of the guards guarding the door. Leaning in and saying, my voice confident and loud, "I need to see the warden." The guard, a skinny fellow with a nervous expression, replied curtly, "If you don't have a good reason, you can't. He's a very busy man.""Is that so?" I responded calmly, my frustration barely contained. In a sudden burst of aggression, I grabbed the guard's collar and pulled him closer, our faces inches apart. "Call the damn warden. He told me to contact him if I needed help, so do as I say.""A-Alright." He hastily pushed me away, fumbling for his radio to inform the warden about my request.Once he had conveyed my message, the guard turned apologetic and led me through the mazy prison corridors towards the warden's office. We arrived, and he opened the door for me, closing it swiftly behind me.Seated behind his imposing desk, the warden, a man of authority and influence,

The tension in the air was palpable as I entered the cell block. It seemed that word had spread like wildfire about Damir's brutal attack on us. I had 3 cell blocks, yet only 40 men were present, so the warden putted us all in one cell block until all the others heal up as I requested.stepping into the almost empty cell block, it was clear that the mood was far from relaxed. Without uttering a word, one of my menapproached me with a conflicted expression."Bobby, I don't think I can be a part of your war anymore. I'm leaving the gang," he admitted, his voice hinted with sorrow.My irritation flared at his arrogance, "Huh? Do you think it's so easy to leave my gang?" I retorted, the disbelief in my voice evident.He glanced around, and to my surprise, the remaining men in the cell block had gathered behind him. "No, if I was alone it would be hard, but I'm not alone, we all want out," he explained.My frustration grew as I saw my meticulously crafted plan unraveling before my eyes. "