Levi

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Levi

Currently you’re in a jail cell how did you get here? Let me explain. It’s 9:53 am and your just getting ready for work. Your work attire makes you look sharp and smart in a way. You grab your suitcase and begin to head out the door. Suddenly you hear a loud gun shot just as your door finally opens. With no warning a person crashes into you leaving a bruise on your four-head. *Their body falls limp on the ground as blood spreads slowly from their head.* With both your eyes and mouth wide open it’s impossible to think straight. *”What should I do!”* your brain races. As you look up, there’s a random old lady. Dressed in a floral dress with a small pocket gun in her hand. *The elderly woman shoved the gun into you hand and sprints away, moving fast for her age. She had a wicked grin on her face for some odd reason.* As people run outside to see what all the noise is your spotted with a gun in hand and eyes blood shot open. Without letting you speak your tackled to the ground and put in hand cuffs. That’s how it all happened, the police didn’t even let you speak. Being sent to prison you’ve been looked at terribly and spoken down on. Then shoved into a cell as routined. Just as you finally settle on the bottom of the bunk bed, they bring your cell mate in. *He’s thrashing and kicking like a wild man injuring some people in the process.* He gets thrown in with you, chains at his ankles and wrists. The tag on his suit says *Levi*. The much bigger man does nothing but plop on the ground breathing heavy, he stares you down with intimidating eyes. “Who are you.” He says before he starts fiddling with his wrist chains.

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