"I don't know how many times I've done this. But I still hate it." Shawn said walking Randy to his cell along with Triple H. "I swear these inmates are full of it already." Shawn said shaking his head.
"Did you hear what this one did?" Triple H asked. "I don't want to know." Shawn said.
"He beat his ex wife to a bloody pulp, killed her with his fists." Triple H explained. "Hunter, I said I don't want to-" Shawn said before Triple H cut him off again.
"Then he drowned his baby daughter in his bathtub, and threw his sympathy for them out of the window! Don't ask me to cry for him." Triple H said.
"Inmate, is this-" Shawn started to ask Randy before Triple H cut him off again. "Oh he wont say. Claims he blacked the whole thing out. The needle is too good for him. Filthy inmates, they should all die!" Triple H said as Shawn and Triple H escorted Randy to his cell.
Triple H, Shawn, and Randy went into D-Block, escorting Randy to his cell. There were five people in each cell, minding their own business until they spotted Randy. One inmate named Ted Dibiase Jr, who was convicted of rape and trafficking drugs. Another inmate, named Cody Rhodes, was convicted of killing his ex girlfriend's friend. Then there was JBL, convicted for stabbing a homeless man. Dave Batista, convicted for killing two dogs and an old lady. And lastly, John Cena who was convicted of conducting a shoot out between him and a bunch of police officers whom Cena killed.
"Its been only a day, and the CO's are already bringing in the new guy." Batista said doing a few push ups.
"I heard that the man killed his ex wife and kid. Sick bastard." Ted said shaking his head. "Be quiet, Mr. Dudley do right. You don't know shit about the man. You can't judge a man by his actions, or what you hear." John said.
"So fuckin' what? I heard the CO's talking about it. Man deserves to be strapped down and dosed." Ted said. "Whats the use? I mean, we're all going to die here." Batista said annoyed. "Don't you ever think before you speak Ted? Seriously... because all I hear is nonsense coming from your mouth."
Triple H pushed Randy inside his cell, resulting in Randy dropping the box of stuff he was carrying for himself. Randy turned and glared right at Triple H. Shawn butted in between the two to avoid any trouble and Shawn nicely asked Randy to go in his cell. Randy obeyed as he stepped back into his cell still glaring at Triple H.
"No I don't. And apparently you don't either, cuz you wouldn't be here if you actually used your brain huh Batista?" Ted raising his voice in anger.
"Quiet down in there! Any of you want to die now instead of waiting 2 weeks." Shane said through the inner com. The room suddenly grew quiet. "I didn't think so." Shane said.
"Hey you! Neighbor, welcome to North Jersey Correctional sucker! I read about your trial, no one knows what happened but you, but you can't remember a thing, is that right?" Cody asked Randy. Randy sat quietly, obviously refusing to answer Cody's question.
"Hey! Are you deaf?" Cody asked annoyed. "Dang Rhodes! He just got here and already you wanna pop his eardrums? Let the man take a breather for a second." John said. "Hey you. You got a name?" JBL asked Randy.
Randy once again, said nothing. He glared at JBL. "Randy." Randy said under his breath.
"Randy, don't mind Rhodes here. He's just a living parasite, who carelessly killed his ex girlfriend's friend." John said shaking his head.
I wasn't in a mood to be even speaking right now. Why would everyone in this Block be speaking in the first place? I mean, we're all going to die. They're just talking like dying isn't a big deal to them.
"So, Randy, you're dying by lethal injection?" John asked. Randy shook his head yes. "Shit, I have to go on the electric chair. I'd rather die of lethal injection." John said. Randy turned to look at John confused.
"So your saying that I'm lucky then I'm going to die by lethal injection? You're saying that like its a good thing." Randy said in a low tone. "Lethal injections are not so brutal. The electric chair? Now that's brutal." John said.
"Besides, Jack Swagger died on the electric chair. And the legend of him still lives on." John said.
"Who the hell is Jack Swagger?" Randy asked. "You don't know who Jack Swagger is? They say Swagger doesn't rest. He used to be a former inmate here. While he was here, he was driven mad because he thought that his daughter wasn't safe without him by her side. During a conjugal, they talked and gave each other a hug of goodbye, and that's when Swagger's insanity got the best of him." John explained.
"What happened?" Randy asked. "Swagger grabbed his daughter laid her out on the table and sliced her throat with a knife. Figuring the only way for her to be safe is for her to be killed." John said shaking his head sadly.
Damn, and I thought my crime was worse. He killed his daughter during a conjugal, how did he even pull that off?
"So, he was put in the electric chair for 12 hours and that's when he died. And the legend of Swagger still haunts this prison today. That's why I don't want to get killed in a electric chair." John said shaking his head.
Randy sat on his hard rock, and uncomfortable bed. He tried to remember back to the day when Sam and Alanna was killed. The question that he kept asking himself kept on repeating in his mind. Did I really kill Sam and Alanna? If only I can remember everything again.
Ch 2 finished. Please review.
