By Rubrpig
4798 woke up and lay on his bunk in the blacked-out cell he had been confined to since he was transferred to the super max wing of the correctional facility. He shifted trying to get comfortable but the heavy steel 5-point chains he was locked in weighed heavily on his chest as he lay there. Sitting up made no difference as the weight of the chains dragged at the heavy steel collar of the chains forcing him to slum forward.
Just then the light flashed on in his cell and he knew that it was morning and he would be fed soon. The food slot in the door slammed open and his food tray slid in. The food was always the same and tasteless for the most part. Boiled chicken, rice and boiled carrots. He was fed the same 3 times a day without any variation.
He finished his food and waited for the food slot to open in the door and he shoved the tray out with his right foot. He sat back and waited till the guards checked the tray and the slot slammed shut. He knew his hour in the exercise yard would be soon.