During free time, cell doors are opened so inmates can hang out and visit places like libaries, but everything is still very well secured by prison stuff and security cameras.
-I'm going in libary-Tracy says to Jenny.-Maybe I will read something.
Jenny only knods and continues watching movie.
Jenny walks out of cell and starts walking down the hallway. It feels realy wierd walking through prison hallway on way to libary. That's when you realy start feeling that you live prison life.
Tracy founds libary using board on wall, near end of the hallway. She climbs downstairs, then moves to right. Soonly she walks to big glass doors on wich it says "LIBARY". She slowly walks in, closing the doors behind.
Libary is seperated on part for children (till age of 14) and for adults (from 15 up).
Every part has lots of tall brown wooden book shelfs full of book and, in front of first book shelf, five brown wooden desks with black leather chairs in front. On every one of that desk is one computer and one printer.
Lybarien on child's part is man, Caucasian, about 5'10, in mid 30's, slightly overweight, with short black hair and black eyes, rare black beard and moustaches. Lybarien on adults part is woman, in early 40's, Afroamerican, about 5'4 tall, average weight, with long curly black hair and black eyes. They both wear casual working clothes. There is nothing out of place on them... Except for holsters with guns and paper-spreys.
There is only one girl there, siting in front of second desk on the left, playing video games on computer. She can't be older than 13. She is about 5 feet tall, Asian, thin, with long black hair and black eyes.
Tracy slowly walks on part for adults. It also has parts with computers, much on same way as part for children. Two girls are siting on first two desks from the right. First is Caucasian, in late teens, about 5'8, overweight, with long curly brown hair, brown eyes and big scar on right cheek. Other is Caucasian, in mid teens, about 5'4, average weight, with long red hair and blue eyes.
First one is playing some video game. Second one is searching pornography pages.
They both only glare at her briefly.
Tracy sits on chair in front of first desk on the right and opens Google. She types "Joann Cooks juvenile facility 2010 murder" and clicks on Search.
She founds link on article with title: "17 year old girl killed in New York's maximum security woman's juvenile facility" and clicks on it.
Soonly, page opens, and she founds detail New York Times article about incident.
Basicly, it says that 17 years old Melany Hetzel, incarcerated there eight months prior to incident on two years sentence for drug posetion and drug use, was killed at about 4 pm on 22nd February 2010 in facility's shower room. Shower was at 2:30 pm, immediately after lunch. Those girls were at detention for some short time because of prank they did on class. Because of that, they were last ones to have lunch and last ones to have shower. Half hour later, they walked out the shower room shaken, still naked and covered with blood. Guards found girl inside, beaten to death. Girls admited they, well, tried to have their way with her and ended up killing her when she refused and tried to fight of. Bloody fingerprints, palm prints and footprints, wich forensics matched to them, were all over the place. It remains unkown why nobody heard her screams. Girls were ages of 14 and 15, incarcerated there for vandalism, assaults and burgularies. Their identities remain secret.
She found another article in wich it states girls were trailed as minors, got ten years for 2nd degree murder and 1st degree sexual assault and continued serving their time in facility.
After that, Tracy goes back in her cell, now even more nervous.
-Did you read something interesting?-Jenny asks her.
-Yes... I guess-Tracy muffles.
Soonly after, one of the guards announces that there is time to be in yard, for them who want so. Jenny stands up and starts walking away, then turns to Tracy.
-I'm going. How about you?-she asks her.
-After short thinking, Tracy says:
-Sure, why not-and climbs down.
Jenny smiles and they start walking to yard together. Tracy is following Jenny and they soonly make their way in yard.
It is nice, sunny weather. Lots of girls are there. Some of them are doing excercises, even lift bows. Tracy decides not to look that. She and Jenny make their way to four swings in back side of a yard. Suddenly, few girls walk in front of them. They are both average height and weight, Caucasian. First one has long black hair and black eyes, other one long blue hair and green eyey, third one long brown hair and brown eyes.
-You're a new one?-black-haired asks Tracy.
-Yes-Tracy says.
-I heard you killed 11 people-blonde one says.
-It is what it is-Tracy says.-What do you want.
-We want you to know-black-haired says-despite how badass you might been outside, that doesn't worts nothing here. WE ARE only thing that matters here. We're above You. If You do something we don't like, we will warn you. But, if you do that again...
-Then what?-Tracy asks.
-You hope You won't found out-brown haired says.
-But we will shiw you how we warn people-black haired says, walks closer to her and punches her in stomack.
Tracy falls down in pain, fighting for air.
-What the hell is your problem?!-Jenny yells and walks towards them. Black-haired grabs her around the neck.
-What's up, Jenn?-she asks.-You realy care for this one, huh? I'm not suprised. There are some good part on her. Would it be the same like Mary Wilson? Please, don't bond. In this days you can read Playboy on Internet. That will be good enough substitute for you.
She then lets her go, causing Jenny to fall down, fighting for air. Tracy helps her to stand up. Girls walk away. Both Jenny and Tracy sit on swings.
-Who are these assholes?-Tracy asks Jenny.
-Hillary Dahmer, Melissa Bundy and Marilynn Kallinger-Jenny says.
-Do you think they did that... two years ago?
-I don't know-Jenny says.-I only know Tgey are real pains in the ass since I got here and that they are here for years now.
After short silence, Tracy asks:
-Jenny... who is Mary Wilson?
Jenny tooks few deep breaths and explains:
-She was there for six months and came out shortly before you came here. She was there because of assault. We two had... a thing. I was always protective towards her.
Jenny starts cryng, and Tracy gently hugs her, tryng not to think about the "thing".
And after some time, they started moving back and forth and swings, flyng up and down, and started feeling there are good people on this world.
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After dinner (tuna salade), Tracy was scrubbing down floor for almost an hour with other inmates, then lied, tired, in her bed. Although lights are off at 10 pm, she and Jenny fall asleep almost immediately.
Mike, however, has problems sleeping.
So, he starts singing to himself:
"Oh, baby, do you know what that's worth?
Oh, Heaven is a place on Earth..."
If that doesn't works, he still has panties, sun cream and Tracy' mug shot.
