Going down the hallway, the White Rose agents that were with Gary weren't exactly being the nicest. They had shoved him into a room, closing the door right behind.Gary turned around to look at the door; it was made out of thick steel, at least a meter wide. He had never seen such a well-designed wall before. Even if he had a running start and tried to attack with all his strength, he wasn't so sure he could break through such a thing. Just imagining himself failing at an attempted breakout made him slightly sick to his stomach."I'm weak... I'm f*cking weak," Gary inwardly said as he looked at the clothing presented.It was a plain white-colored uniform that had the appearance more like pajamas. It was the prison uniform that they were to wear. He did as was ordered and placed it on.He noticed that the material had quite a bit of stretch to it. 'Is it made out of the same stuff as the Howlers' uniform? I guess I am going to an Altered prison after all. They can't stop us from turnin

Gary didn't say much more to Stinger; he just gave him a single look as he continued to walk away and followed the guard to his cell room. It did make him think back a bit, about how much his life had changed.He remembered when he was frightened of gangs, being chased by the Underdogs and in fear for his life, yet so much had changed. Here, he was in a prison full of hardened criminals, yet he wasn't scared for some reason. He guessed it was because he didn't have the time to be scared, not when he wanted to help everyone in the Howlers.Stinger continued to look at the back of Gary as he walked off with a smile on his face, and when they were far enough to the point where the others wouldn't be able to hear him, he spoke up."Hey, ask around and see if anyone knows anything about this Howlers gang," Stinger stated. "It might be some new group, so try looking at those that went in recently. I want to know if he's someone we can mess with or not."The man who had been defeated by Stin

A short but single loud alarm rang throughout the rooms and the open area. It was the signal that it was time to serve food, one of the three times in the day when they would bring food out.For Gary, he had missed breakfast before coming here, and now it was time for them all to have lunch. As they walked out, Zig wasted no time in practically running away from Gary and going ahead to join the others.To which Gary just shook his head.'Maybe I should have kept him on a tighter leash,' Gary thought. 'I wanted to use him so I could find out who this Black Jack guy is. It's not like these prisoners have their names tattooed on their foreheads.'At the same time, Gary didn't even know who was part of what two groups that were mentioned either; those that were with the north and south. In the meantime, it was best for him to just avoid any groups in general.When lining up, there seemed to be an order of things. Gary had witnessed the line of people reshuffling their order, making way fo

Gary was surrounded in the open space, and rather than it look like anyone was coming round to help him, instead, it just looked like all the others were there to watch a show.[You have been surrounded by a group of prisoners being led by a man named Stinger][New Quest received: defeat the group and get stronger, aiding you on your journey out of here.]If there was one saving grace about the whole thing, it was the fact that Gary was getting something out of it. It wasn't the same as when he went up against random gang members on the street; all of these were Altered, which meant they were somewhat worth fighting."Attack him!" Stinger shouted.Immediately, the man from before with his pursed lips spat out several spitballs, to which Gary moved his head from side to side, avoiding them all.Another prisoner had transformed, with his skin turning slightly green, and started to throw slime towards Gary, to which he shifted his feet, moving a few times, avoiding them all.When the goo

A nightmare, a striking pain, humiliation, laughter followed by anger. These were the emotions that were rolling all through Stinger's head while he was facing the strange wolf-type Altered that had recently joined the prison.Darkness had filled his eyes, with a pain that was coursing through his entire body. However, that pain subsided; it was disappearing, and he could feel his body working in other ways.Then finally, his eyes started to open bit by bit, and he could see a face staring directly back at him. A man with a short gray beard and white hair. He had wrinkles behind the eyes but broad shoulders and a deep look in them."Calvin Muller!" Stinger said, his voice shaky.He was wondering right now, why, why could he see the North group leader of all things. Wasn't he just facing the green-haired boy moments ago?Calvin slowly pulled away his head and went back to sitting on the ground. When Stinger looked around, he noticed that he was on the north side of the prison. The nort