This was a prison? For the criminally insane? Lyle was not pleased with what he saw when he was shown around. A rec room? It seemed almost as though it were some kind of resort or something for these crooks! He also took a look at the security systems. Or lack thereof. It was no wonder they managed to escape so easily.
The first thing would be to see to the security. He'd come with a few ideas and decided for a start to electrify the doors and windows, which was something to be seen to and installed at once. He filled in the forms… no one objected… and he had that started right away.
He read through each file. It seemed that just about everyone had escaped a minimum of at least four times. Lyle grew angrier the more he saw how Arkham was run. It was perhaps even worse than Stonegate. And to think that this was for lunatics! Not even just criminals! But that would stop right now. He would see to it that it stopped. Now, this would be a real prison.
The windows and doors had to be completely electrified by the end of the week, the latest. The sooner, the better. Meanwhile, he would see to that rec room. He'd told the doctors that even though he had only been here no more than a couple of days, he had had to take everyone's privileges away. He explained that from now on any leniency would have to be earned. However, he had no intention of letting anyone in that room. Most likely, not even out of their cells. Privileges at Arkham would now be a thing of the past. And that included every privilege, as this scum deserved no privileges what so ever.
There would now be some new ones, much, much smaller, of course, specifically for solitary confinement. Hopefully there wasn't a single inmate who was a claustrophile… he didn't want them to enjoy solitary after all… but if they were, well, he would simply be more creative and think of something much different for them. It would actually be better that they be claustrophobes. And if they weren't yet, they would certainly be before long.
But even those cells were not right, in his eyes. Any one that had a window, lights, or anything similar, that would have to be removed, along with any other furniture. Speaking of which, there must also be something done about the beds in their cells. They couldn't get rid of them unfortunately, but instead, he had some very hard pieces of wood so they would have to sleep on that. And have no access to any sort of artificial lighting, even. Perhaps it would be better, as well, to not keep meals at regular hours. Simply at random? He hated the idea of being disorganised but it was probably best he thought. And see to the temperature.
Maybe everyone should spend some time in solitary confinement… at least once? Or perhaps just choose whoever broke his rules first… or someone at random… and once the others learned of that experience…
Or was it better that they learned from personal experience? Then they would tell exaggerated stories, which might be even better. He must give that some more thought. Although…what if everyone had a scheduled time to spend in there? Perhaps once a week, the least? Once every couple of weeks? And even more so, and longer if they broke the rules. He thought he liked that idea best, and wrote it down in his notebook. It was organised. And Lyle liked order.
'Now,' he thought, taking out his calendar, 'the schedule'.