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Chapter 10 - CHAPTER 10.

It's the fifth month, seventh day, 4am. I wouldn't say I have had the best experience here, but, it could be worse. Little did I know that this day was going to be hell. I had adapted to the schedule and tried my best to always be up on my feet. I constantly tried to warm up to Brack but the man was indifferent. The torture was splendid as usual. Around the third day of my arrival, I was assigned duties just like every other inmate. I had the quarry section. It wasn't really work, all we did was take some axes and chop up a bunch of rocks till about noon. Lucky for me, Vanderwaal was also here, so he took me through the 'basics'. I came to know that he had some sort of feud with Brack and his boys. I never really came to understand why but every time I brought it up, he always changed the subject but I could eel the fear in the sound of his voice after. I got even more worried because about a week ago, I overheard Brack and his men planning something big and constantly, I heard Vanderwaal's name and let's just say there were not happy. His whole gang were doing 'the plates' as we used to call them. Honestly, I feel like that is the hardest one there is. They did it on the higher side of the prison so they had a clear view of the quarry. There was a little bit of commotion which emanated from who knows where. When I looked right, I was filled with fright and ran with all my might. An axe was swung directly at my face and I eluded the attack in the nick of time. No sooner had I began catching my breadth than Vanderwaal's head rolled up until my right foot. I stood still, my eyes dilated not knowing what to do. Everything started becoming blurry and suddenly pitch black. When I came to, I stood up as fast as I can quickly recollecting the past events. I was in my cell, Brack wasn't there. Vanderwaal was...I sat back down and just stayed there helpless coz I knew there was nothing I could do. On the opposite cells, guards came in and out clearing out everything of his. Rick just sat there, didn't really show like he cared. Then suddenly, I recalled the axe swung at my face, then a faint image of Brack flew threw my mind. That is when I put two and two together. When I looked at Brack's calendar which was the only thing left there, today was circled. That is when it hit me, he was being released today. Could he really have gotten away will Vanderwall's death? I was infuriated and started shouting at Rick for answers, all he did was stare back at me. I constantly banged my head onto the cell door as tears forced themselves out into the open. He was the only person I trusted in there. On the bright side, Brack was gone so no more of his stupid rules. This place had finally broken me to a point where I literally felt nothing. Vanderwaal brought out the best in me. During the visiting days, my dad never really showed. I didn't blame him. I wasn't really son of the year. Flunking all my classes and getting jailed and all. That's where Vanderwaal's parents came in, every time they came, he would call me and my day would become less worse. His mother always brought her famous forest berry that was just... Now I look at the barely painted wall, all the good memories running through my mind until there was non left. "Arden! Time for work!" The guard yelled at me. I got up and went alone since...well. My eyes could barely open fully, I was carrying so much bitterness and anger in me that I just stopped talking to anyone. This ordeal drove away the little goodness and enthusiasm I had in me. With Brack gone, most things had changed. He would always be the first to serve food and at basically everywhere. No one really know me. I never really used to do somethings like lifting weights and all. Vanderwaal and I would merely walk past Brack and his guys working out in the middle of the field in the mid-day sun, sweat literally pouring from their skin. I was never really a weight-lifting kind of guy but that was when I had things to look forward to in life. Everything had changed now. I felt as if I was all alone in this world, even as I walked past my fellow inmates, I just visualised their absence. It broke me to think that I would never see Pen again. I didn't really who my love towards her but deep down the brother-sister connection was unbreakable. Ever since Brack left, I have been working out daily, not really talking to anyone. With time, people started fearing me. When you have everything taken away from you, you don't really express joy. Brack's former goons became mine. That was of course after beating the hell out of Rick and even stabbing him. I don't know where he went after that. I just know that I never saw him again after he was taken by the paramedics. I was content but nothing would ever heal what I was feeling. The guards caught up t o me and took me away to some prison island. I don't know how they knew it was me. Here it was even worse, no beds, no sink no nothing. And did I mention that I was to be sentenced to life imprisonment. I hit rock bottom. I sat at the corner of my confinement room and eagerly waited for death to do its thing