Chapter 2
" So it's an amusment park? No it's a prison"
After three days in the cell of Clairton correctional facility I was handcuffed and put on a plane. They shipped me all the way to Japan and this would be my blessed curse. When I finally stepped off the plane guards stood on either side dressed in white shining metal uniforms. The only thoughts in my mind " sheesh all this security for me, I'm crazy and killed people but I'm still a runt compared to these guys."
Walking towards me amidst the line of guards was the Promoter of my hell.
He looks like a snake smooth, sleek and deadly. I was wondering when the man would show up. He's the one who bought me and had me flown into Japan, but what for I still couldn't conceive. Untill he spoke and his words still haunt me. "Jock is it well you shall be joining my ranks of deadmen in G block soon enough." His voice slid over the space between us like oil on water. After running down the line I was forced into a van and we hurtled down the roads at a speed that my parents would've loved.
After this comparedely short jaunt in another vehicle I was released into yet another line of gaurds.
Handed a knapsack and sent to the Warden's briefing of expectations and regulations. I finally got to hear the name of the hole I was in
Deadman Wonderland.