For the first time in forever, Anna wasn't feeling too optimistic about her future.
Dressed in an orange jumpsuit and riding on a prison bus, she was on her way to Arendelle's maximum secruity detention center for women. She couldn't believe any of this was real. It had to be a dream. A very, very bad dream where there were no happy musical numbers, no cute duckies to hold, and no chocolate to stuff in your face.
"So..." said Anna to the prisoner next to her. "You come over here often?"
There was no response. In hindsight, it was a very stupid thing for her to say.
So she quietly looked down at her shackled barefeet. She wondered why she wasn't allowed to have shoes anymore, but she kept trying to convince herself that she didn't care.
"I was never good at tying shoelaces anyway," she said outloud. She got some stares from other inmates on the bus, but again, no response.
She sighed. Again, in hindsight, it was an incredibly stupid thing to say.
She said nothing more until the bus drove through the gates of her new home. Anna was sad to to see that this wasn't one of those prisons that tried to make itself look pretty like a college campus or something. Instead, Frozen Heart Penitentiary had towering stone walls surrounding it topped with barbed wire, search lights that blazed into the sky, and guards marching around holding shotguns.
The bus doors swung open, and an officer entered. Anna glumly looked at her.
There's no way that my day can possibly get any worse, she thought.
"Okay, ladies," the officer said. "The party's over. March off the bus in a single file. We don't want to keep Warden Elsa waiting..."
Warden Elsa?!
A shiver of terror went down Anna's spine. She was wrong. Her day had just gotten much worse than she ever could've anticipated. The prison where she would be spending the rest of her life was run by her sister.
