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Ever since his return from lunch, Vet could sense that something bad was about to happen, so he prepared his mind for a confrontation and stayed ready. He never took off his boots when he returned to the cell. Then at about 1:15, the officer made an announcement.
“Listen up!” he bellowed, standing in the middle of the dayroom to get everyone’s attention. “For all of you who have not—let me repeat— for all of you who have not seen the beginning of the Department of Correction’s orientation video, when your cell doors pop, come out fully dressed with your shirts tucked in and your boots tied.”
Vet sat on the edge of his bunk listening to the direction the officer was giving while staring at his cellmate’s feet. Vet was ready for either one of them to make a move on him, even though neither man had said another word since their initial verbal confrontation that took place when he arrived. The tension in the air was thick.
Vet knew to be safe. That was why when he returned to his cell from lunch, he pilfered a plastic knife from the officer’s tray and discreetly filed a nice point on it, making it a usable weapon just in case he had to defend himself against his cellies.
Vet had slipped the light shank in his waistband to keep it close at hand.
“Once you come out of your cells, find a seat in one of the chairs in front of the screen and stay there. There will be absolutely no talking. If you are caught talking during the video, you will be given a written warning and sent back to your cell until I decide to replay the video for you again to watch. If you don’t complete the orientation video, you will not be moving off my unit. You will not be allowed to go to recreation. Again, come out with shirts tucked, find a seat, and shut up!” the officer said upon concluding his announcement.
He then got on his walkie-talkie and told the control center to open the cells for the video.
When Vet’s cell door opened, the Disciple rushed out of the cell first, but his buddy seemed to be procrastinating. Vet instantly assumed that he had already seen the video. Without another thought, Vet got down off of his bunk and headed toward the exit. All of a sudden, the Disciple reappeared with another menacing-looking banger blocking Vet’s path. Without giving Vet time to react, the man in the cell behind him suddenly snatched him up into a tight choke hold. Vet tussled to break free of the hold on his neck while absorbing a shower of brutal punches to his face and body by the other assailants.
After receiving a hard knee in his midsection, Vet remembered the weapon in his waistband. With no second-guessing, he snatched the shank up and plunged it into the thigh of the unknown Disciple, just before another one of the savage knee strikes hit home. The banger howled and jumped back, tripping himself over the stainless steel toilet. On the way down, he banged the back of his head onto the sink before he hit the floor. On instinct, the banger snatched the cruel plastic out of his leg before passing out.
The others saw what happened, and Vet was instantly released by the guy holding him in the choke hold. But Vet was far from free of danger. The remaining guys sent a storm of hard fists crashing into his head and face, knocking Vet to the ground. No sooner than his body hit the floor, did they begin stomping him mercilessly. The two cellies hastily exited the cell, leaving the two unconscious men lying on the floor.
Vet’s cellies eased into the crowd that was seated to watch the video, just as one of the officers went around doing a head count before they started the video.
“What the fuck!”
Everyone heard the officer exclaim loudly when she found the two bloody unconscious men lying on the cell floor. She instantly hit the panic button on her radio, and within minutes the cell block was being filled with zero-tolerance correctional officers. They quickly secured the inmates that were in the dayroom by having them all kneel and face the wall, while the remaining officers ran to aid the female who made the call.
After seeing what had happened, a few officers went around checking the men’s knuckles in the dayroom for bruising, while at the same time questioning them to try to get the full picture. But everybody out there knew better than to snitch. They did not want to be the next to catch a bloody beating.
To be continued . . .
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