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60 Hours – Part 04

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Sunday – Day 3

I slept even worse that night, I woke up to the sound of a guard coming into the block shining his light, they must have done their rounds that night. Waking up and not knowing what time it was isn’t an easy thing to adapt to, I tried to look out the window to see if I could see any sunlight but at last there was nothing. The bars on the cell cast a nice shadow against the wall, something so photogenic and calming really painted a beautiful picture.

Eventually, the courtesy lights came on and that was the sign that it was morning, I got up as I did the past two days without making my bed. The same guard who did the morning check the past two mornings comes in, “good morning inmate” with a look of disgust, knowing he was a part of the brawl last night, “how did you sleep?” “I slept fine” I replied, “great” drop your sheets on the group, fold your blanket, and be ready for breakfast soon.

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60 Hours – Part 03

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Saturday – Day 2

I wake up as the courtesy lights come on, still not fully illuminated my cell but enough that I could get a better look around my cell, not that much has changed. I continued to journal while the guards made their rounds, it was relatively an uneventful morning. While they were doing their morning checks, I heard some commotion outside my block, but wasn’t able to distinguish who was fighting.

Eventually we were rounded up and got in line for breakfast, the same as the day before, lined up against the wall, waiting until your turn to approach the guard, “Sir inmate 220418 requesting permission to cross the red line Sir.” I said to the guard in the doorway leading to the chow hall, and waited for the metal tray containing our meal. French toast, sausage, tater tots, and the same shit coffee as the day before.

I know my phone check is coming up soon, so I’m preparing what I’m going to check, being that I only get a limited time, I’m thinking of what I’d missed from Friday to Saturday morning. Upon being cuffed, I’m taken to the same visitation room to do my phone check. I ended up face-timing a friend of mine and checking in with him, he’s asking how my experience is going. Hearing his talk was a nice break from this experience, given that I’d been locked up for 32 hours at this point.

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60 Hours – Part 02

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Friday – Day 1

I wake up as they turn on the courtesy lights and I know guards are making their way around to perform their morning wellness checks. I get up to try and get ready so I’m not completely caught with my pants down. Upon the guards coming in the block, they tell me to stand at the back of my cell. I’m standing there while two guards approach my cell door “Good morning inmate, how did you sleep?” I responded in a half-awake state “I slept okay, Sir.” I’m then instructed to get ready for the day and to make my bed. We spent a good amount of time in our cells, I wondered as best as I could in the small cell. I counted 10 steps long by seven steps wide, the ceiling was just out of reach.

After the guards complete their rounds, two additional guards bring three trays out and set them on the metal table in our block. We were asked if we wanted coffee or OJ, and immediately said “Coffee please!” Their response, “okay” as if I was in for something unpleasant. After setting the trays down and filling up our mugs, the guards leave the block and our cell doors open. We leave our cells and I get good luck at my fellow block mates. We all sat down and began eating our breakfast, a bacon egg and cheese, strawberries, and some yogurt. As for the coffee, some of the most bland and flavorless coffee I’ve ever tasted, it tasted as if they reused old coffee beans from the guards breakfast. We ate as much as we could before the guards came back to our block, “stand up against the wall inmates.” Upon doing so, the guards came in and took the rest of our trays.

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60 Hours – Part 01

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By Inmate 220418

A raw look inside the walls of a jail roleplay experience. This is a retelling of 60 hours being locked up at Facility 22 (jailevents.com). This is a personal account of my first F22 experience, written mostly in real time with light edits for readability.

All interactions took place within a consensual, roleplay-driven environment, and many moments reflect in-character behavior and reactions.

Names and identifying details have been changed or omitted for privacy. This is my perspective of the experience, and others may have experienced things differently.

Thursday – Day 0

Holy Fuck, what did I get myself into? Walking into this experience was already an emotional rollercoaster. Having gone straight from work, catching a flight, then driving two hours, I never really had a moment to really prepare myself. I journal with what little light I have to get my emotions under control. This clearly isn’t for the weak…

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