~Isolation ward, Chicago prison~“Fuck you, I didn't take the phone!” Chun Li struggled as Warden Lee dragged him by the trouser.“It was found in your pocket, don't make me lose my mind, nit.”“I was fucking accused!” Chun Li yelled through gritted teeth.Warden Lee has heard enough of Chun Li and now he will show him not to mess around. He must have gotten too acquainted with him that gave him the effrontery to fuck up.“You know the damn rules. You become the thief if it was found with you.”“So keep moving or you want me to splatter your dumb brain on these walls,” Warden Lee whispered close to Chun Li's ear.“We used to be paddies, why did you change?” Chun Li suddenly asked in a low tone.Warden Lee halted and pushed the guy to the wall. Even though Chun Li looks bulkier and has more daunting looks to Warden Lee, he has managed to install that fear in them and control their brains.“When animals come across a bigger prey or get bored with their food, they spit it out.”“You foun
~Dining hall, Chicago Prison~Inmates chowed down their meal slowly, some were forcing the damn thing down their throat, trying hard to swallow.They had no option, it's either you have the meal or stay hungry. The hall remained quiet until the door burst open and what they didn't expect to see so soon happened.Chun Li stepped into the hall looking more mighty than ever. He tucked his hand into his pant's pocket, pausing to take a look around the whole hall and strode inside the dinning hall to his table.Sound of clattering cutleries filled the room as some people had lost their appetite. They thought he would spend at least one week in the isolation ward, but it hasn't even been 48 hours since he got locked away. They grumbled and sighed exhaustedly.Now they are back to square one.A devilish smirk plastered on Chun Li's face as he made his way to his table, knowing the discomfort he brought to inmates and feeling the power of his presence. His followers were smiling, clamping th
Whenever Chun Li and his follower passed a guard, they hissed in pain, and the guard with them would wave his hand for the other guards to allow them a pass.They deliberately clutched their tummy and left smears of blood on their blue vest, so it would look like severe injuries.They managed to pass the first hall that leads to the infirmary and now they were onto the second hall.Not many guards were stationed indoors, they had only passed two of them so far and now getting close to the infirmary, they could see the yellow light in there, showing that someone was inside.A devilish smile appeared on Chun Li's face.“This is not good, no no!” The guard tried to scream but Chun Li pointed a gun to his abdomen, and his other hand restricted him by the neck.He carefully looked up and noted that the CCTV wasn't facing them.“Shut up, fool, unless you don't like your daughters,” Chun Li clicked said in a low tone.A bead of sweat appeared on the man's face and his eyes widened in horror.
Lewis stood rooted in the position as the red rights kept pouring on him like a highway criminal.“Fuck!” he muttered.The minute he tried to move, the blaring went higher and he just had to curse his luck.“Hands up! Don't move!” a police officer pulled up with an assault rifle.More poured into the corridor, surrounding Lewis.“Hands up!” they commanded and he followed suit.“If you move I will unload this bullet in your body!”Then that was when Lewis saw the worst horror.At the edge of the corridor, a line of red liquid crawled to his side, blood. The red light was harmonizing with the blood so it took a minute for one of the guards to flash his torchlight on the sourceA man laid dead in his own pool of blood. Lewis squinted his eyes and recognised the body which belonged to Chun Li's follower.A bile rushed up to his throat. The guy was okay a few minutes ago, what could have happened to him?Lewis had an unsettling feeling about this, he was caught in an unusual place at a de
~Hospital, outside Chicago Prison~When CEO Connor heard of what happened to Viviette he was devastated that he had to rush to the hospital at the crack of dawn.There was no way for the sunlight to peak out today, because outside, the air cuts through the skin like a knife. Dewdrops fell on the trees and the leaves.CEO Connor stopped at the reception and tapped on it to gain their attention. He was carrying a bouquet of flowers to show a sign of care as Officer Viviette was one of their youngest workers.“I am looking for Viviette Faust's ward, please.”“Viviette Faust? Give me a minute,” the receptionist ran her hands along the keyboard.“Viviette Faust has been admitted to ward 39, she is receiving her medications now and I will place a call if you are here for a visit.”“Correct, good then. Tell her it's CEO Connor,” he said.“CEO Connor,” the receptionist repeated, “got it.”After the call was made, and about five minutes later, CEO Connor was granted a visit to ward 39.A low v
~Isolation unit, Chicago prison~A boy passed by, carrying a pot of burning incense. His eyes were shut and he still managed to make out his way in the long dark corridor. Another person followed, an elderly man in religious wear. He enclosed his palms in chest as he muttered some things, while walking to the end of the corridor.They were heading to the room at the end.Lewis peeked from the bars, his breathing escalated each time the bizarre people walked by, deep down, he felt like he had a sense of what was going to happen.Then a man who was dressed in a well ironed suit walked into the corridor. He was dressed like a gentleman from the 80's and his hair had been shaved to baldness, no strand of hair could be seen.His shiny bald hair was the only light in the corridor.Lewis gulped nervously as the man walked towards the room. His face was stoic, no expression, no emotion, no fear.Lewis thought, this man was about to be executed, how come he isn't showing any signs of anxiety?
Inside the conference room, about ten exclusive state agents and the forces of the institution occupied the leather seats, surrounding the sleek boardroom table. CEO Connor walked straight to his seat at the head of the table, facing the huge TV mounted on the wall.“I apologize for the delay, it was a bottleneck of traffic outside,” he apologized before sitting down.They simply nodded while some shuffled through the file in front of them.CEO Connor cleared his throat, gaining their attention.“First off, I want to sincerely apologize for the misconduct and the recent attack on one of our officers. I stand by my words, we have filed a lawsuit for the said inmate who caused the mi-” he was interrupted by one of the agents.“I want to know. In the statement submitted by the workers of this correctional institution, it is written down here that there weren't enough cameras installed for the safety of the workers, what do you say about that?” the man sitting in the middle of the left si
~Lewis' hands were cuffed as Warden Lee took him to the interrogation room. He took a seat opposite the interrogation room. Every hope of escaping this prison disappeared into the thin air after the day he was apprehended in the corridor.It has been five days since the horror, and Lewis has not admitted to the crime. He rather remains quiet whenever he is asked about it.Like today, he just sits across from the officer who rested his right elbow on the table, relaxed and confident that he will get a nod to the crime from him.The officer cleared his throat loudly in the quiet room with dark walls. He pinned his eyes on Lewis as if he would steal a thing from him once he moved his eyes, then he picked the water from his office bag and uncapped. Took about three gulps just to refresh himself.He then adjusted his medicated glasses before starting.“You were caught killing this man,” he pushed the picture of the dead inmate to Lewis. “His parole was coming up next month.”“You stabbed