Alright so I don't know what exactly happens in prison. I'm just taking this from what I've seen in the game. Enjoy.
Clara had blacked out after being tazed a second time. She wakes up in a small spaced room and she was sitting in a metal chair with a table set in front of her. She felt something cold around her wrists. She looks down to see handcuffs. Clara realized that she was in an interrogation room, which means she just got arrested.
Anxiety overwhelms Clara. This was something she tried to stay away from. This could also expose her identity.
"No," she mutters beneath her breath.
She was alone and she could see cameras watching her every move. The door opens and two women enter the room. One looked to be a detective and the other was a cop. The cop looked to be the same one that tazed her. She looked angry.
"Clara Lille," the detctive starts, "I'm detective Sheila. We assumed you were dead."
Clara remains silent.
"Was your death supposed to be some kind of hoax?"
Keeping eye contact with her handcuffs, she still says nothing. Before Sheila could continue, the cop interrupts her.
"What influenced you to steal things and kill people who were clearly doing their jobs?"
When Clara stayed silent, the cop steps closer to her.
"What was so special about that bracelet you had to steal? Was it precious enough to make you kill my brother, who was only doing his job as a police officer?! To protect people from monsters like you!"
Clara opens her mouth to say something but quickly closes it. A part of her wanted to tell the police why she has been stealing. She didn't want to be seen as a monster, but she knew she was. That's all she was. A monster who kills people to make money.
Clara tries to fight back tears while Sheila pulls the angry cop away who was about to hit her.
"Give her a second, Maria. She might talk."
Sheila folds her arms and continues, "Look, I've seen a lot of crazies out there. You may be a killer, but there is more to you than that. I think there is something you're not telling us."
She was right. Clara was holding something back, but she had to say something before they could get to her associations with Aiden.
Clara finally looks up at both of them and says, "I wish to remain silent. I want to see my lawyer."
Maria was about to step towards her again, but once again she was stopped by Sheila. Clara knew that saying this would make them stop questioning her because they legally had to. Even though, they could still try to question her, but instead they take her to her cell.
Clara sat on a rough, hard bed, which was now her's. She couldn't stay here. She doesn't even think she can survive here. They had put her in an orange uniform. It was very uncomfortable because she didn't have a bra underneath. She just had a white undershirt.
While on her way to her cell, she got a good look at the place and the prisoners shouting at her. Echos of the words, "Bitch, thief, and killer" ran through her head. She had to admit prison definitely gives her time to think a lot about her lifestyle right now. She actually was thinking of not doing it anymore.
Clara wished her father was here to tell her that it was going to be okay. But he isn't. She was alone.
She hears noise coming from outside her cell. She gets up and peeks through the small window on the door. It was a female prisoner trying to break out of her handcuffs while two guards try to keep hold of her and put her in her cell. She was screaming almost like a wild animal. They manage to toss her in her cell and shut the door before she could escape.
Clara sighs. All she was trying to do was have a nice day and this is what she gets. She needed to get out of here but she also needed to figure out how.
Hours pass and all Clara did was sit and think about how her name was now on the news. What if Aiden sees it and figures out that she is really alive. A part of her was scared to confront him. People now recognize her as a killer and a thief. She buries her face into her hands.
She wanted to cry but she also wanted to hold everything in. Suddenly, her cell door opens and she is greeted by a female police officer. Clara quickly looks up.
"We're taking you to the exercise yard. Don't act up or you'll be put in solitary confinement. Understand?"
Clara nods. This was how she was treated; like a child.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Get up."
Clara gets up and waits for the guard to cuff her, but instead she grabs Clara by her right shoulder, which was where she was shot. Clara winces in pain, but the cop didn't seem to care. She is taken out of her cell and pushed foward.
"Move," she commands.
Holding in her frustration, she starts to follow a guard in front of her. Every few seconds, the guard behind her would push her again and again if she thought Clara was going to slow. They lead her upstairs and take her to the roof. Clara is taken outside to a yard full of female prisoners. Some were in groups chatting with each other while others were playing basketball.
The guards move away from Clara and start patrolling the area. What would she do now? She didn't want to be with any of the prisoners. Especially after hearing what they had to say to her while on her way to her cell.
Clara looks around and sees a brick wall with no one around it. She steps into the hot sun and gies over to the empty spot. She tries to appear calm while walking past prisoners. She didn't want to show any kind of fear. She sits down with her knees in front of her and she leans back against the wall.
Clara didn't know how long she would be up here. Prison was a whole new thing for her and she didn't want to get used to it. Up ahead, Clara sees a prisoner coming towards her. She looked to be 200 pounds. She stops in front of Clara and gives her a sharp glare. She must have known what Clara did to get in prison.
Clara looks up at the woman blankly. She was still trying to hide her emotions. There was silence between them. Clara waited for the woman to make, but she only continued to glare at her.
Breaking the silence, Clara finally says, "What?"
The woman immediately responds, "I know all about your hobbies; killing people, stealing, and hacking. I also heard about you and Pearce. What did you two do, sleep together?"
Clara felt a hidden rage building inside her.
"Huh?" The woman presses on.
Clara sighs before standing up and facing the woman.
"You got something to say? What are you going to do?"
When Clara wouldn't respond, she shouts, "What are you going to do?!"
The prisoner pushes her against the wall . The gunshot wound inside the back of Clara's neck starts to hurt from the impact. The woman suddenly wraps one hand around Clara's neck and puts her in a strong steanglehold.
Desperate to breathe, Clara takes both of her thumbnails and digs them into the woman's eyes. She immediately lets go and tries to swing at Clara. She dodges her fist and swings her own at the prisoner. Clara strikes her in the nose , causing it to bleed. She then grabs her with all of her strength and pushes her against the wall.
Before Clara could do anything else, something strikes her hard in her ribcage. She soon finds out that a guard had struck her with a baton. Clara was now on the ground and there were two guards hovering over her. They pick her up by her arms and they start to carry her off the roof. Clara didn't think she could handle anymore.
While she is taken downstairs, she spots a gun inside one of the guard's holsters. Clara's arm was right next to it. She reaches for it and manages to grab the weapon. The guard takes notice and tries to pull Clara's arm away. Clara manages to aim the gun towards the guard's stomach and fires. She turns to her left and shoots the other guard in the leg. They both collapse on the floor.
She didn't see any other police officers ahead of her. Keeping the gun close by, she sees a set of stairs ahead of her. While quietly walking down stairs, she expects to see guards, but there was only an empty room in front of her. She slowly walks in and hears chatter from another room ahead. They had to be more guards.
Clara sees and office to her right and through the glass window she could see a rifle. She enters the office and switches her pistol for the assault rifle. She exits the office and heads towards the doors that lead to the laundry. There seemed to be no other way out. She would have to go in there.
Clara breathes in sharply before going over to the doors and kicking them open. She is greeted by two male officers in front of her. She quickly aims her rifle at them and fires at both of them. They were taken down instantly. Clara glances around and sees guards all around the room.
She takes cover behind a laundry bin. She could see police taking cover as well. They start shooting towards Clara's direction. As soon as they stop to reload their guns, Clara peeks her head out and fires a couple of rounds at the guards who were too late to take cover.
Eventually, she kills every guard inside the room. She sees as open door with steam coming out of the room. She enters the room and she doesn't see anyone.
"All units, possible prison escape. Be on the look out for Clara Lille," she hears on the intercom.
She needed to leave now. She was about to leave the laundry until she spots a bag ahead of her. She opens it and much to her surprise, she finds her phone. Using her phone to hack into the garage door, she was now out of prison.
Clara didn't see any guards inside the room she had just entered. This room looked to be the exit. Keeping her rifle and phone close to her, she makes her way towards the exit door. As soon as she opens it, she is greeted by several police cars and a helicopter above.
"Drop your weapon or we will open fire!" A policemen shouts with a gun pointed at her.
Clara realized she was on a roof of a building. She could see several parked cars around the area. There was no way she could have a toe to toe gunfight with all of these cops. They would shoot her before she wouod have the chance to raise her rifle. That's when she remembered that she had her phone. It was dark outside . She could create a blackout.
Clara begins to slowly drop her weapon while trying to hide her phone. Using Aiden's strategy, she places her hands in the air with her phone hidden. Before the cops could do anything, she clicks the blackout icon on her smart phone and the whole area was plunged into darkness.
Clara runs towards a parked car and unlocks it with her phone. The police take notice of Clara starting up the car. She starts driving around the roof in search of an exit. She spots the L-train railroad tracks. Driving as fast as she could, she drives off the building and lands on the tracks.
Luckily, there were no trains in sight. However, the only thing chasing her was the helicopter. Suddenly, her car leaps off the tracks and lands on the road. That's when a gunmen inside the helicopter starts to shoot at her car. She drives beneath the tracks to keep the person in the helicopter from seeing her. The light from the helicopter disappears and Clara could see it searching another area. Eventually, she loses the helicopter.
Sighing in relief, she turns her car around and heads back to her apartment. All of this felt new to Clara. Although, she was used to fighting and committing crimes, she has never been in a kind of place like prison before. She needed someone to talk to. After everything she just endured, she needed some inspiration.
She wanted to talk to her father. He was the only person she knew that would give good advice. His voice was always soothing. Clara wanted to go to him, but she needed to get out of the prison uniform first.
Clara reaches her apartment and gets out of the car. Luckily, no one was out at this hour to see her. She sneaks into her apartment without anyone seeing and she quickly opens the door and closes it. She sighs heavily before sitting down on her bed. Clara lies down on her back and relaxes.
Staring at the ceiling, she wondered what she would do about the news reports. Now, she couldn't go anywhere without someone recognizing her. Curious to know if her escape actually hit headlines, Clara grabs the remote sitting next to her and switches on the TV. Some cooking show was on. She switches to WKZ and immediately they were talking about the prison break.
"Police are searching for a woman who managed to escape Palin Correctional Center, also known as a prison. Her name-"
Suddenly static fills the screen and a Dedsec member appears on the screen giving the usual message. Clara felt a sense of relief but she was also curious to know if anyone has seen the news reports about her. Has Aiden seen it?
Her phone vibrates once the Dedsec message was done. Clara reads the caller ID and sees a bunch of zeros. Of course, it was Dedsec calling her. What do they want? She clicks the answer icon and presses her phone against her ear. She really wasn't in the mood for another job they needed her to do.
"What?" Clara says with irritation.
"Hello again. We just wanted to let you know that in return for your hard work, we will be covering any news broadcasts about you."
Her annoyance turns into surprise.
"Really?"
"Yes, however your name can still be found in the paper."
"So, the message I just saw on the screen."
"That was us. You can thank us later."
Clara felt like a huge weight ws lifted off of her shoulders. The call ends and she felt as grateful as ever. Now it was time for her to get out of this uncomfortable uniform.
Journal #9
Well, my only shot at feeling normal again was ruined today by fixers and police. In my previous journal, I said I'd go shopping right? Well I did, but it looks like I have a fixer contract on me because these men started chasing me around the mall. Then police show up and I get arrested. The prison they put me in was awful.
They had me in an uncomfortable uniform, the guards pushed me around, and some of the prisoners were crazy. I can't believe this, but I actually escaped prison and it looks like my ass is covered from being on the news. Dedsec told me about an hour ago that they would interrupt any news reports about me. Although, my name can be found in the paper, that's the only problem. Other than that I should be fine.
I have to admit, being in prison gave me time to think. It's definitely a place I don't want to be in again. It made me think more about quitting this lifestyle. I'm done with killing people for my own greed. Some thing about visiting Lena Pearce changed me. I never forgot her name. I gave thise monsters the information to find Aiden and his family.
I've been doing the exact same thing as before. This is what I've been trying to stay away from. I need advice from my father. I don't care how late it is. He's probably still working anyway.