A kind Soul in A Prison

Carrying the two of them on his shoulders, Blackjack had reached his cell. He didn’t need to say anything; the prisoners he walked past, who were still in their cells, had quickly left to enter the main area, and not a single person remained in their cell rooms apart from the three.

Ice was laid on the floor on one side, and the same was done to Gary. Finally taking in a big breath, Blackjack leaned against the wall and just waited patiently.

“I wonder who’s going to wake up first, and what’s going to happen when they wake up?” Blackjack thought to himself as he smiled away. “I never thought I would be in a situation like this.”

After waiting a while, there was finally movement from one of them. A chill was starting to be felt in the room as the large man lifted himself up.

“Oh, and it looks like we have a winner,” Blackjack stated.