A/N : Like I've mentioned earlier, my story will be intertwined with the movie. Because of this some parts of my story are rather tedious, but I prefer that over rushing my story and not writing it properly. Just try to bear with me, please. The last chapter was on the 23rd of June, 1939 just like this chapter, don't ask me where I got the date, I just made it up. Hair and eyecolour will be revealed as the story continues. If there are some inconsistencies, please forgive me, it's been a while since I've seen the movie.

June 23, 1939.

Angela took the time to look around and she noticed that there were three other cells on the E.Block and that all were empty but two. Arlen Bitterbuck, she had been told, was in the cell across from her and Eduard Delacroix was in the cell farthest away from her. She had heard Percy say that there was another prisoner coming so she guessed that that prisoner would fill up the only empty one. At the end of the Mile was a small version of the 'hole', a padded room where violent inmates were sent to cool off. Angel guessed that it wasn't used much as there appeared to be furniture in it. She sighed and walked back to her cot. She was slowly dozing off when she heard Brutal's voice.

"Paul?. Prisoner"

Angela couldn't hear the reply and she could barely hear the rest of what Brutal said. The new prisoner had arrived, and Angela wondered what he'd be like. She closed her eyes as she felt the familiar curiosity well up inside of her. She had always been curious by nature, which was what had gotten her into trouble in the first place.

(Flashback)

Angela smiled as she crossed the yard back to the farm, basket filled with mushrooms under her arm. She frowned as she saw the door to the shed standing open. It was never open. She slowly walked to the shed, knowing that she should be getting back to the farm. Her momma was expecting those mushrooms. She walked on, her curiosity burning inside her.

(End Flashback)

Angela started when she felt a hand touch hers. She looked up and looked into the worried if somewhat pale face of Paul Edgecomb.

"Are you alright, Angela?" he asked.

Angela took a deep breath and nodded. Edgecomb looked sceptical but moved away, he had other things to do at the moment. He walked to the end of the Mile and took up position at an empty cell. Angela looked at Edgecomb as he stood near the padded cell. Brutal was standing on the other side of the Mile, waiting for the prisoner.

"Damn" Brutal said "Theyre riding on the axle. What'd they do, bust the springs?"

Angela didn't know what an axle was, and she didn't know what he meant by springs but he sounded like he was in awe so it must have been something special. Angela waited anxiously for the new prisoner to reveal himself when a loud creaking reached her ears.

(Flashback)

The door to the shed creaked loudly as she opened it and Angela winced, she had wanted to quietly peek inside and then leave again, but it seemed the door was determined to make it impossible. She wrinkled her nose as she entered, there was a foul smell in the shed and yet she still continued.

She slowly walked through the shed and coughed as the smell got worse. Her eyes widened as she saw the foot of a humanbeing lying in the straw. She had seen enough and went to run out when someone grabbed her from behind and whirled her around.

(End Flashback)

Angela's flashback was ended once more when the voice of Percy Whetmore came to her ears. He was yelling and hollering "Dead man walking". Angela looked up but couldn't see anything yet.

"Jeezus, pleeze-us, what the hell's he yelling about?" Edgecomb asked, irritably.

Angela was wondering the same thing until the new prisoner entered the prison, ducking low to get through the door. Angela's blue eyes widened considerably when she saw the huge black man coming closer. Percy was still hollering until Edgecomb told him to shut up. Percy fell silent and Angela smiled at that. Percy swung his hickory baton and narrowly missed Angela's hand.

"Percy" Edgecomb warned.

Percy said nothing but he glowered at Angela before moving on. The procession came down the Mile with Brutal and Dean bringing up the rear.

"You sure you wanna be in there with him?" Brutal asked Edgecomb.

Edgecomb looked at John Coffey and said "Am I gonna have trouble with you, big boy?"

Coffey shook his head slowly and Edgecomb entered the cell, followed by Coffey. While Coffey and Edgecomb were in Coffey's cell, Percy turned his attention to Angela. Angela frowned and moved back a little, but Percy merely smirked and indicated his keys. Angela swallowed hard and backed up even more. Brutal turned to Percy and scowled.

"Percy…" Brutal began, seeing how much he was scaring Angela.

"What?" Percy said "Don't know what you so worked up about, she'll be dead in two weeks anyway"

Edgecomb overheard the comment and stared angrily at Percy, who was still leering at Angela.

"Percy, they're moving house over in the infirmary" Edgecomb said "Why don't you go see if they could use some help?"

"They got all the men they need" Percy said, not taking his eyes off Angela.

"Why don't you just go make sure?" Edgecomb insisted.

Percy finally turned away from Angela and looked at Edgecomb.

"I don't care where you go, Percy" Edgecomb said, before Percy could speak "As long as it's not here at this very moment"

Percy flushed red. He looked like he was about so say something but he thought better of it and turned away. Delacroix was at his bars, smiling. Infuriated, Percy swung his baton again but this time he hit home. Del's fingers broke with a loud crack.

"Oww, god" Delacroix howled "He bus' my fingers"

Angela gasped and Percy threw her a disturbing smirk.

"That could have been you, little girl, that could have been you" Percy yelled over Del's howls.

"Goddamn it, Percy. Get the hell off my block" Edgecomb yelled.

Percy threw Edgecomb a disdainful look before leaving. Angela slowly sank to her knees as she looked at Del and she realized that two weeks was going to be a very long time.