The next days after the boy had been put in prison, the guards had forced him to work on fixing the prison walls and other hard jobs. When he stopped to take a break, they whipped him. If he even looked towards the fence they'd whip him more to make sure he wasn't planing an escape. The boy had worked really hard lifting blocks and cementing them into places where blocks were missing. His fingers were tired and scratched up. After awhile the guard came and brought him back to his prison cell.
The boy laid on his cement block bed and instantly fell asleep, missing his dinner of steal bread with old cheese.
While the boy rests, Mári is back home telling her mother what she saw.
"Mother, on the field trip today I saw a young boy. He was beaten up and scared. Why has he been put in the prison?" Mári asks.
"Don't worry about it, dear. He's probably just another bad guy captured." Mári's mother says.
"But he doesn't look like a threat!" Mári says.
"Well, you can't do anything about it, everyone in there is in there for a reason." Mári's mother explains.
"Maybe he was falsely accused!" Mári says, "There has got to be away to get people out of prison!"
"There is a way, but there is no way I'll let you do it." The mother says.
"Can I at least know?" Mári asks.
Her mother sighs and sits down, "You'd have to bail the person out, it costs thousands to millions of dollars to do."
Mári scribbles down on her todo list, 'Bail a child out of prison' then she goes to her bedroom.