All Chapters of The Prison: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I think, I found the culprit.......I could have said no when he asked me to do the damn thing, but the nagging voice at the back of my head that thirsts for adventure made me say yes. People might say I was stupid for all the decisions I made in my lifetime, and I couldn't reason against them. I guess it was because people have the right to their own opinions. Sometimes we do things simply because we wanted to do them; because human are all born stupid.I looked at clock on the wall above the TV-- just the exact time-- then I stepped my foot forward to get my right ear glued to the door, noises just outside the hall. I sighed, preparing myself for what was about to happen. I swallowed the imaginary lump building up on my throat then headed for the lights. I switched them all off, leaving my computer the only so

But think twice, that's my only advice....... Shit! That was the umpteenth time I fell on the metal floor of the vehicle. Both hands and feet shackled, connected by heavy chains to my waist, my movements were limited to almost like a vegetable. I glared to the cop beside me that was supposed to act as my support. He was an asshole for not restraining me to the seat in the first place; letting me fall on my face. Fuck him. Fuck all of them.If only I could get my hands to them, they would pay for how they were treating me."Fuck you," I said, my voice steady and calm, no indication of any fear that I should be feeling. I was heading to a place that would end up my established future, if I got any. I was sure as hell it was all muddled up, unrecogniza

Prisoner two-zero-zero-one......"As long as you're here, you are no Declan Oliver, you would be referred as Prisoner two-zero-zero-one. Do you understand?" I ignored the question, continuing my decent to a place I would then start to call home for the time being. Getting deep in thoughts, the off

You didn't kill two hundred......The

And, what makes you think I take no as an answer?......You always remember the first time. That's what they say about sex, right? It would always be your reference till your last. It sets how high your bar of expectations would be. And that notion made me realize how it so much relates to killing a person. Take me as an example, I would never forget the feel

Officer! I'm just teaching this man a lesson.......No one could possibly stop me, I was hyped for blood. 

So, they won't take no as an answer?......Pain is just another lie created by the brain to trick us, controlling our movements, declaring boundaries without our knowledge. Making us feel weak."In!" Shouted the officer, kicking me inside the tiny cell. I moaned in agony, my brain shouting familiar horrors to me. "Let the darkness teach you some lesson." For the umpteenth time a foot connected on my stomach which made me spat blood on the grimy floor."Fuck you!" My voice came out as a squeak. I writhed on the floor like a dying dog. Electricity still lingered in my body from the many tasers that tortured me. I got no energy to fight but my stubborn of a tongue would not back out. "Fuck you!" Again my voice came out almost inaudible. Pity laugh was the only response I got from the stupid officers."It would be a lot smarter to follow

What is your biggest fear?...... A loud banging stirred me into wakefulness. I slowly peered to the open door then traveled to the officer holding a blinding light to my face. In an instant, I covered my eyes with both hands. The light was put away in response, "Morning sunshine! Have you cleared your head boy, eh?" I removed the protection from my face and stared blankly at the officer then raised my shoulders, acting cool as if nothing happened; like I wasn’t in hell just seconds ago.

Trust me kid, you don't want to be part of their stupid game.......Silence eats people to the core, drives them crazy, slowly rots them from the inside until it was too late for them to be salvaged. It’s a terror unknown to most. And to me, it was my very weakness.I always hated that tingling sound of an empty, quiet room. It made me more in

Then, you must be wishing for your untimely death.......Sometimes instead of facing the truth, we turn a blind eye just because we fear the inevitable. Because in reality, running is always the easiest way out.