Chapter 14

*Fifteen years later*

"Hey dumb head! Why are you sitting there? Pick yourself up and continue cutting." These were the words of a huge figure in an all green uniform with well polished shoes and a cigarette stick in his mouth. With immediate effect, the man he addressed picked up his cutlass and resumed cutting. Why not?

The authority these warders yield is quite surreal, they treat the prisoners as slaves and with contempt. They get away with a lot of unforgivable acts since the prison system does not respect the human rights. How contemptuous are the acts of these warders?

At any provocation, they lock up any defaulting prisoner in a solitary confinement. They organise prison fights and place bets on these prisoners, well, whoever manages to stay alive emerges the winner. The prisoners who manage to tip the warders from time to time get preferential treatments. In this constitutional institution, the warders are gods.