Inhumane

Prisoner 4783 was shoved into Cell 466. The door was triple locked as Prisoner 4783 stared at Prisoner 3793, who was laying in Bed 466-A.

"What you in for?"

Prisoner 4783 placed his supply pack on Bed 466-B.

"What is anyone in here for? Rebelling against a corrupt police state, daring to fight for freedoms and rights that all good men have by birthright, via any means required. Why else put us in these inhumane conditions? They intend to break us!"

Barry Smith looked at the nicest room he'd ever lived in.

"You're here though, so murder then?"

"Only nineteen!"