Serving Time

PUBLIC DM ORIGINALS 31/05/2003 (P43) 1933 STALIN SLAVE LABOUR CAMP

Day 1:  The guards were all taunting me with their politeness.  “Just fill out these forms and we’ll get you set up” she said with that cheery inflection.  I waited 15 minutes with nothing but my phone and many games to keep me company.  The birds might have been angry, but I was downtrodden.  A subhuman beast for them to toy with.  The man explained the rules and how the device worked as he fastened on the electronic shackle.  “Is that too tight?” he asked knowing full well that it was.  I could tell that he got some kind of perverse pleasure from this.  “Yes, it’s a little tight.” I told him, trying to hold back my humiliation.  He would not win.  “Alrighty,” he said, “I’ll just loosen it up a notch… how’s that?”  Straining to stifle the tears I said, “Yes, that’s much better, thanks.”  I’ll not give this sadist the satisfaction of seeing me brought low by the careless society that made me who I am.

Back in my cell it was lonely, drab.  Another prisoner demanded to know what was for dinner.  Something the warden was cooking up, I told him.  I could sense it in his very being.  I was an easy target, someone to take advantage of.  He knew I would have to cater to his every whim or suffer his wrath.  They say the first day is the worst.  God I hope that’s true.  16 days to go and I can’t even begin to see the light at the end of the tunnel.

One thought on “Serving Time

  1. Good imagery. I don’t quite get the scene, tho. Why would they have let you have your phone? And you seem to be describing a monitoring device being put on your ankle. That would imply home detention. But then you’re in a cell. Something doesn’t add up.

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