p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" When he awoke the siren was off and there resumed to be absolutely no light. He realized that his arm was no longer broken, and he was too big for this bunk bed. He was cowering on top of a rough mattress and underneath a thin sheet. He was about to roll over when with a sudden short blast of the siren the (did he mention REALLY BRIGHT) lights snapped on. He jerked upright, bashing his head on the steel frame above him. Apparently his cellmate had not woken yet, because there was a yelp from above and another sharp object sleepily waved near his head./span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" "Hey! Don't kill me!"/span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" His voice seemed to wake the person up. A head popped over the side of the bunk, curious./span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" "I dont have a bunkmate… Who are you?"/span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" Bright blue eyes stared at him from behind short brown hair. After a moment his bunkmate jumped off the bed. He was no more than a child, far shorter than Felix. He stared up at Felix incredulously./span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" "How are you here?! You're not a kid! You're way too big for that."/span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" "I'm 24 years old. What is this place? It seems almost like…"/span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" "A prison? Because that's what it is. A prison for kids that went bad. But it's not just a prison. During the blood watches in the middle of the night, these creepy things come and take you away. I don't know what they do with you, but you never come back. It's hell, brother. Hell's laboratory."/span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" Felix shuddered. This didn't seem right. A prison for children? Sounds like Juvie on steroids. The gate opened then with a jaw-clenching screech. He could hear the kids running and walking to the center of what he assumed was the compound. Everyone kept out of his way, staring at him because he was obviously an adult. He tried unsuccessfully to blend in, watching the blank monitor with everyone else. It flickered to life, portraying a really creepy man with eyes he just couldn't look away from. Felix couldn't concentrate on the words, so instead settled on returning the confused stares he received with shrugs./span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" Afterwards, everyone dispersed. or they were supposed to, anyways. But they all kept staring at him./span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" "I really don't know how I got here. I swear. i woke up and i was here."/span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" A tall kid, almost as tall as him, shouldered his way through the crowd. he wore different clothes, but he was unmistakably a younger Randy. Felix took a step back, and opened his mouth to speak. but before anything else happened Randy's swift arm hit him across the gut and winded him. he fell over and was greeted by a knife to the throat./span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" "You're in my turf now. You might be bigger than me but that doesn't mean a thing."/span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" Felix wasn't listening. he was planning. Two seconds of Randy talking and he had an idea. He did not stop to think: he whacked Randy's hand (the one holding the knife) and sent it flying. His other hand connected with Randy's mandible and heard a sharp crack with satisfaction. He squirmed away and looked back. The kid was holding his jaw, blood leaking out of his mouth. Felix stood tall, having inadvertently asserted his dominance. The other kids backed away, staring in awe./span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" "Hey! Don't kill me!"/span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" His voice seemed to wake the person up. A head popped over the side of the bunk, curious./span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" "I dont have a bunkmate… Who are you?"/span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" Bright blue eyes stared at him from behind short brown hair. After a moment his bunkmate jumped off the bed. He was no more than a child, far shorter than Felix. He stared up at Felix incredulously./span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" "How are you here?! You're not a kid! You're way too big for that."/span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" "I'm 24 years old. What is this place? It seems almost like…"/span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" "A prison? Because that's what it is. A prison for kids that went bad. But it's not just a prison. During the blood watches in the middle of the night, these creepy things come and take you away. I don't know what they do with you, but you never come back. It's hell, brother. Hell's laboratory."/span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" Felix shuddered. This didn't seem right. A prison for children? Sounds like Juvie on steroids. The gate opened then with a jaw-clenching screech. He could hear the kids running and walking to the center of what he assumed was the compound. Everyone kept out of his way, staring at him because he was obviously an adult. He tried unsuccessfully to blend in, watching the blank monitor with everyone else. It flickered to life, portraying a really creepy man with eyes he just couldn't look away from. Felix couldn't concentrate on the words, so instead settled on returning the confused stares he received with shrugs./span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" Afterwards, everyone dispersed. or they were supposed to, anyways. But they all kept staring at him./span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" "I really don't know how I got here. I swear. i woke up and i was here."/span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" A tall kid, almost as tall as him, shouldered his way through the crowd. he wore different clothes, but he was unmistakably a younger Randy. Felix took a step back, and opened his mouth to speak. but before anything else happened Randy's swift arm hit him across the gut and winded him. he fell over and was greeted by a knife to the throat./span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" "You're in my turf now. You might be bigger than me but that doesn't mean a thing."/span/p
p style="direction: ltr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);" Felix wasn't listening. he was planning. Two seconds of Randy talking and he had an idea. He did not stop to think: he whacked Randy's hand (the one holding the knife) and sent it flying. His other hand connected with Randy's mandible and heard a sharp crack with satisfaction. He squirmed away and looked back. The kid was holding his jaw, blood leaking out of his mouth. Felix stood tall, having inadvertently asserted his dominance. The other kids backed away, staring in awe./span/p