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I edged into the long hallway. The prisoners ran to and fro like ants after their nest had been upended. They scurried for somewhere safe where they wouldn’t get squashed or destroyed.
And they would get squashed or destroyed. Either by fellow inmates or the guards that would come barreling through.
What surprised me was they didn’t have a look of fear on their faces. They were excited and looking forward to causing havoc and mayhem.
One inmate shit on the floor and used it to paint his masterpiece on the wall.
Another prisoner danced a funky jig in the center of the crossroad that filtered into adjacent halls. I wasn’t sure what the purpose of it was, though it seemed to please him no end.
I came across the first unconscious and battered body on the floor and peeled down the hallway leading right, back toward the canteen.
Another pair of prisoners confronted a lone inmate, who had either crossed them in the past or belonged to the wrong gang. Or both. I could have believed either reason.
When I heard the shock rifle blasts, I knew for certain this wasn’t a regular Tuesday afternoon affair caused by a lack of toilet paper.
This was a full-scale riot.
This was serious and it was deep.
And I couldn’t have been more excited.
The guards would come down on the offenders like a ton of bricks. A good thing I had no intention of being anywhere near them when it happened.
A shiver of excitement danced along my spine.
The time had come…
Finally!
I turned around to head back down the hallway to my cell and came face to face with a pair of miscreants called the Afzit twins.
Some criminals were locked away in here because of poor circumstances or bad luck. Not so with the Afzit twins.
They enjoyed what they did and you could bet your bottom credit if you were their intended target it wasn’t going to be something you would walk away from. Not with all your limbs in their correct place anyway.
The elder Afzit picked the pocket of the first fallen prisoner I came across earlier and plucked something from his pocket. The younger Afzit looked over at me as if I might grass on them to the guards.
I had a nasty habit of never backing down and it had occasionally—okay, often—gotten me in trouble over the years. I would never usually back down in front of scum like the Afzit twins but I was in a rush and, with any luck, after today, I wouldn’t have to set my eye on their grotesque appearance again.
I raised my hands and was about to say, “I didn’t see anything,” but the twins were known for picking up on meanings that had never been there in the first place. So, I said nothing, lowered my eyes, and edged around them to head back to my cell.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Afzit the younger said.
“Yeah, where do you think you’re going?” Afzit the elder said, wiping an arm under his snotty nose.
To think a beauty the likes of Agatha could have ended up in the possession of disgusting assholes like this… It boggled the mind.
A good thing they weren’t allowed to fight in pairs in the pit. That was the only time they were truly dangerous.
Like now.
“Nowhere,” I said.
I raised my eyes to peer between them. That was where the danger existed. The small spaces where their blades could flash from at a moment’s notice.
“You look like you’re heading off to tell the guards about what you saw,” Afzit the younger said. “Don’t he, Afzit?”
“Yeah. He does a bit.”
