Under her normal (and far more cheerful) circumstances, Anna would've been sure to wave goodbye to the bus driver. Unfortunately, her handcuffs which were attached to a belly chain wrapped around her body made that impossible.

She attempted to look at her surroundings as she slowly shuffled off of the bus and inside the main entrance of the prison. But it was a very dark night, and the inmate in front of her was so fat that her large rear end was pretty much all she could see as she carefully climbed up the steps and into the doors of Frozen Heart Penitentiary.

She let out a small yawn. Poor Anna had been woken up in her jail cell in the middle of the night and told that it was time for her transport to prison. She was never an early riser-being in bed past 10:00 in the morning wasn't even something that she considered "sleeping in"-, so having to take a lengthy bus ride in heavy chains before the sun even came up wasn't her idea of a good time.

She was only vaguely aware of what was happening for the next several minutes, partly because she was so tired, but mainly because her mind kept wandering to her sister. It was impossible for her to fully digest that Elsa, who had tortured her in various ways throughout her childhood, would now be the one in charge of her for the rest of her days.

She soon found herself being lined up with her fellow prisoners in a rather bland looking processing room of some sort. Armed guards were standing in front of the door, which Anna saw as overkill, since none of the inmates would be able to do very much of anything in terms of escape the way they were restrained right now.

"Welcome to prison, ladies," said a strangely happy-looking officer as he entered the room. "Hi, I'm Olaf. Did you all have a nice bus ride? I love bus rides!"

None of the women said anything.

"Okay, okay, that's cool," said Olaf. "You all must've had such a good time that you don't even know where to begin when it comes to telling me about it." He cleared his throat. "Anyway, enough of that. Even though I love chains, I have a feeling you all may be tired of wearing them. So I'm going to take them off, and you're all going to get naked. Doesn't that sound fun?"

Anna sighed. She had already endured a strip search on the day of her arrest. It wasn't something she was looking forward to going through again.

"Okay, okay, tell you what," said Olaf. "I'll get naked first, and then you'll all feel more comfortable taking those orange jumpsuits-God, I love the color orange-off, okay?"

He then removed his officer's cap.

"Ta-da!" he said. "Now I'm in my birthday suit! Okay, I'm going to get all of your chains off now, and then you'll all get naked like me, okay?. And you all better not try any tricks or anything. I wouldn't want for my friends Bert and Ernie here-that's what I like to call them, honestly, because I don't know what their names are-to have to, you know, blow your brains out or anything."

He merrily hummed as he removed the inmates' chains one by one. Anna instinctively rubbed her wrists as soon as the snowman prison guard had removed her handcuffs.

Olaf collected all of the chains and placed them in a large cardboard box.

"Okay, girls, get naked," he said, watching them with a face that looked both mesmerized and strangely innocent. "Get naked...get naked..."

He turned to one of the guards by him.

"Do you think they know how to get naked?"

Not wanting to cause any trouble, Anna slowly unstrapped her jumpsuit, let it fall to the floor, and quickly kicked it away from her. Immediately she tried to cover herself with her hands, although she noticed that many of the women around her weren't making any efforts to be modest right now.

Before she could be begin to dwell on her current state of humiliation, there was a very loud buzzing sound which came from the door.

"Oh, boy!" yelled Olaf, clapping his hands together. "Warden Elsa is here!"

Anna swallowed hard as the door opened. All of a sudden, being naked in front of others seemed like the least of her problems.