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Beside us, at the bars, Will asked, What's the word?

Kellen seemed grim.

Pull out a notepad for reference.

Good-sounding both I live only 35 more years instead of the 70 severe had severe had left Severe got an extra month in 20 days as a gift from his friend for a sacrificed He paused as if we might guess the obvious outcome They both died 35 years later a new Pembina prison had a horrible problem, but that didn't mean I had to believe everything Let me guess a month and 20 days apart.

Kellen nodded.

Akonte snorted.

Kellen insisted.

I didn't know what it meant, but I was beginning to feel very uneasy.

that's cool that's pretty sick very not i know we bring it up constantly but final prayer yeah some great thing underground but it's like it's physically rising through the levels of the prison people yeah that's pretty cool we were silent for a beat after that it was folktale nonsense but it was as good as a theory as any whatever it was it was going to come back it wasn't friendly we'll talk to kellen for another few minutes dante was silent after he was gone i asked him

He sat on one of the now unused bunks and told me.

I got another five years in here, and I got no money for a lawyer.

i wasn't sure what else to say after that so i just sat in my corner like i always did it wasn't too much after that that we heard gcg was going under mad rush of transfers pissed off the state and lost the company a vital contract for a second location investors had pulled out or something

The number of guards was cut and slashed.

Kellen took a pay hit to stay on as the only guy left on the day shift.

There's only two prisoners left on the fourth floor.

Told the 20 of us remaining as the general week we expected it to happen approached.

Twenty of us left on the fifth floor, sat in our cells once night fell, praying and listening.

Monday night, nothing happened.

Two guys down below occasionally shouted up to us that everything was clear.

Tuesday night, nothing happened.