"And how do you know you weren't just hallucinating? A lot of women have lost their marbles in the hole."

In the past, Rapunzel's expected reaction to her story would've been enough to make Anna want to strangle her, but she was so gratified to have someone to talk to after her stint in isolation that she almost welcomed it.

Nevertheless, she would at least feign her anger with her in order to keep the conversation going. Rapunzel was still quite difficult to even get to talk since she had gotten the news of her imprisoned husband's violent attack.

"Aren't you concerned for my safety even a little? I mean doesn't it bother you that Bloody Mary knows my secret?"

Rapunzel took a moment to look away from the punching bag (and why did the prison have those? were stronger inmates really in anyone's best interest?) which had been holding her attention for the last several minutes to look at Anna.

"Bitch, please. You don't need to be Sherlock Holmes to figure out she's probably always had that information on you. Why else would she have sought you out from the beginning? Surely not your charm."

"Gee, thanks. And there I was thinking she found my pig tails cute."

Rapunzel returned to the bag, giving it two more punches, and each time she swung, it seemed to come dangerously close to striking her back. But these days she wasn't interested in making pretty drawings on the wall, and had found another way to blow off her steam.

"Anna, look, let's be real. Bloody Mary has a father who's richer than God. You have, shall we say, a damning little family secret. Now you may be an idiot, or you may just be stubborn, but despite your paranoia on the matter, your..."

"Please! Rapunzel! We're in the yard for hell's sake!"

Rapunzel gave the bag another slam but did at least have the courtesy to lower her voice.

"My point is...she who we shall remain anonymous is this discussion clearly doesn't want any harm happening to you here. That's why she changed your name. That's why she's been keeping fresh newspapers from getting to the library. And Bloody Mary has caught on to this. If she has you by her side as a human shield when she attempts a jail break, she knows 'the person we are not naming right now' won't dare lay a finger on her."

Anna wasn't sure if Rapunzel was being sincere or trying to mess with her.

"If she really cared about me, she wouldn't keep me in such a horrible place."

Rapunzel threw another punch, harder than the ones she had given before.

"Oh for heck's sake. Girl, this is prison. It's supposed to be a horrible place. Your sis...well, your 'friend' was a prison warden long before you got here. She ain't keeping you here out of spite or some long-held grudge, no matter how desperately you may want that to be the reason. She's keeping you here because she has to."

Anna was getting a little upset now, but did her best not to let it show.

"Pardon me, but last I checked, people who really cared about such things put family before their career."

"Oh, that does it. You really are a dumb entitled bitch, ain't ya? Anna, you're a murderer. And I've known you long enough to know that if the killings had been justified, or done in self-defense, than you would've been more than happy to complain about them to me by now. But you haven't, because you're ashamed of them. Which means you consider them the worst mistake you ever made in your life. Honey, at the end of the day, I like you. But you do belong here."

Rapunzel's face was coming very close to seeming punchable again.

"Oh, I'm sorry, and armed robbery is such a noble crime, right?"

"Have you ever heard me complain even once about being here? About how unfair my sentence was? About how the entire world is out to get little old me? No. You know why? Because I did the crime, and I'm doing the time. And besides, me and Flynn only ever used toy guns for our robberies anyway..."

Anna again wasn't sure if Rapunzel was being truthful with her or just trying to take the moral high ground, but she could tell they were both getting upset, and wanted this to stop before they said words that caused actual harm.

"Look, why don't we both get some air?"

"Anna, we're outside. We're already doing that."

Rapunzel seemed to take a hint, however, gave the bag one final slug, and drug her ball off elsewhere into the yard, grumbling to herself.

Anna rubbed her face. God, she hated how that conversation had gone. And who was Rapunzel to speak so matter-of-factly about Elsa anyway? It wasn't like she actually knew her or anything.

She moaned, and laid down on the hard bench she was on, placing her hat over her eyes to block out the sun. She was in such a bad mood that she didn't even feel like her morbid hobby of watching the prison's chain gang toil away endlessly at some meaningless task. Since her time in isolation, she had been getting tired extremely easily, and found she wanted to rest on any opportunity she had.

Anna didn't think Rapunzel was correct about Elsa being unwilling to allow any harm to come to Anna (if that had been the case, she never would've thrown her in the box!). However, it was possible that she was right about Merida assuming that her being involved in an escape attempt with her would give her a literal "get out of jail free" card. That would explain her desperation to become close to her, and her creepy (and non-sensical) babbling about Blondie when she confronted her in the hole.

And if Merida was convinced that Anna was "required" for her to leave prison alive, then she had no idea how she was going to stop her from pursuing such a mission. Merida was clearly determined to get out (not that Anna could blame her for that). If Anna was a crucial tool for her plot, she would stop at nothing until she got what she wanted...which wasn't a very comforting thought.

But even with those unpleasant distractions in her brain, Anna could feel exhaustion taking her body over, and despite the flies buzzing around her face, could feel herself giving in to sleep.

Until she heard the most blood-curdling scream she had ever heard in her life.

"AAAAAAAAAUGGGGGGHHHHH! NO! NO! STOP! PLEASE! NOOOOOOO! AAAHHHHHH! AAAAAUGGGGHHHH!"

Suddenly all of the prisoners were shouting and in a commotion, cramming into one another as they tried to see what had happened. Anna got up, not wanting to pry on the pain of whatever poor girl had gotten hurt, but her rubber neck got the better of her. And there was something familiar about that scream...

She made her way into the crowd, bumping into several striped women as she did so, but they were so preoccupied over what they were looking at that they didn't even express outrage with her over her clumsiness. She stretched her neck out, trying her best to see over the tall convict in front of her, and then she saw it.

It was Rapunzel.

She was laying on the ground, screaming to the heavens non-stop in a manner that just got louder and louder with each cry. Some guards were doing their best to calm her down, but to no avail. Only feet away from her was Crazy Frog/Tiana, who looked to be struggling under the weight of two officers who were holding her to the ground. And there was an enormous puddle of blood, coming from what used to be Rapunzel's foot, which had been completely crushed to bits by Tiana's ball and chain.