Chapter 803 The Rules Of The Jungle

Chapter 803 The Rules Of The Jungle

Walking around with the prison guards, Gary found himself in a large open-spaced area. It was far larger than he imagined after going through all the hallways he had been in.

When looking ahead, he could barely see the other side of the wall, and looking to his right and left, he was unable to see the end of the hallways. Trace the roots of this material to n0v★lbin

What caught Gary's attention the most was the number of prisoners inside wearing the same uniform. It was a little strange sight to see.

There weren't any benches or tables for one to sit at. Since they were dealing with Altered individuals, nearly anything could be used as a weapon. Instead, they had built-in natural seating areas with the architecture of the building.

The ground was raised up in areas, giving a place for those to sit at. Some areas just looked like giant steps, that a group of other prisoners were seated at.

In terms of the prisoners themselves, there appeared to be different groups of Altered that had gathered up in one or two areas. A group was sitting by the stairs.

Another group was hanging around a single cell door, then there were those that were just on their own, wandering about. While some were able to strut around comfortably, there were also those that looked nervous, their eyes darting around everywhere, wondering when they would get attacked.

"This is the open area where most of the prisoners spend most of their time," the guard stated. "At the same time, this is where most of the trouble is caused. If something happens here, I'm sure the warden already told you, we won't get involved.”

"There's only one time where we want you to completely stay out of trouble, and that is mealtime. They are set three times a day, and nothing else; if anyone causes trouble, that means no food for you.”

"You will see most of the guards during mealtime, and we don't want any problems. I'm sure you're not thinking of escaping either; this entire prison is located in the base of the White Rose.”

"Captains, Chiefs, and even those that are higher rank than them are all stationed above, but thankfully, there never has been a case where they have had to be called because if someone does cause a big enough mess in here, the warden gets involved, and she is strong enough to deal with any of you guys in here."

"If you need any more proof that this place is a dangerous one, then look no further," the guard said. "The person who is lying on the floor right now was the newest person to enter this prison. It's only been a week, and look at the state he is in."

Gary looked at him on the ground; his instincts were telling him to offer the man a hand up. That's what he would do in a normal situation, but he had to remember something; these weren't normal people in here; every single one of them was most likely convicted criminals.

"Who was he?" Gary asked.

"Oh, what, you think that matters? You want to see how strong you are compared to the others?" The guard asked. "He was a Tier 2 gang member. Most likely someone who took the fall for those in an even higher position. Since everyone in here is an Altered, nearly every single one has a connection to a gang in some way."

"He's right." Stinger said as he started to walk over and placed his foot on top of the bald man's head. "Even in here, some of us need to worry about who we offend out there, so I have to ask, young one, what's your affiliation to get you in here, what gang are you from?"

Not hesitating, saying the name loud and proud, Gary gave an answer. "I'm from the Howlers Gang."

Stinger chuckled. "Never heard of it. Which means you're going to get a lot of attention in here."

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