CH - Surviving

You wake up cold and stiff in your prison bunk... your war criminal cellmate is snoring. Breakfast is disgusting, and the inmate named Ashe tries to start a fight with you. Luckily, Vi is there, and stops her...

It's raining today, and you get put on a work detail outdoors. You are instantly soaked, working in the mud. The complaining from the other inmates just annoys you even more.

This just sucks so bad. As you work, your mind wanders to... people you knew before all this. And you see Riley.... you think about them and your family and anyone you know at all, seeing you like this, wet and covered in mud, shoveling dirt beside a road in America...

They don't even let you shower when you get back, so you are stuck in your wet, filthy clothes.

Chloe returns at lunch. She looks fine... you hope solitary wasn't too hard for her.

She sits beside you, smiling.

"Tough morning?" she asks.

You don't want to talk about it. "Are you OK?" you ask her.

"It's spooky down there. There's this real psycho in the cell next to mine..." she shudders. "But it's no big. Don't worry yourself."

You were worried. Chloe isn't your usual type, but she's the only person in this place who you can stand. And she's the only one who's done something nice for you, too. She didn't have to go to solitary yesterday... that could have been you.

You all go outside for yard time. It's not raining anymore, but it's damp and cold. The sky is cloudy and depressing. You and Chloe sit down by the prison building and watch the others... you should be running and exercising, but you are too depressed.

"You OK?" Chloe asks.

You are honest and just confess to her how miserable you are. She tells you that's normal... after all, you just got sent to prison.

You are having a bad day, and she is OK with sitting quietly... at least nothing terrible is happening now. You look at her and wonder what she would look like in real clothes and with some makeup... she's not the most beautiful woman, but... you do like her. She's in shape, she's tough...

She's also a criminal. But so are you...

You notice her look at the guard tower, and the scantily-dressed sniper up there. If things were different, that sniper would be someone you would get to know... out in normal life... like if she had been at the soccer camp, you would have had her bent over a bed on the first night with those weird, olive-green hotpants around her ankles while she screamed her head off and you shot strings of white cum all over that pale ass.

But you are in prison, and she is a guard... so that is not going to happen.

"Do you know her?" you ask Chloe... you are so frustrated. After yard time is dinner. The food is horrible. Thankfully, after that is shower time. Normally you would enjoy the other inmates, but today you just want to get clean. You are not used to smelling bad, looking gross, and wearing horrible clothes... it's awful.

Once you are drying off, Chloe finds you. She says that Maria wants you to go change the sheets in the infirmary.

"Who is Maria?" you ask. You didn't even know the prison had an infirmary... but of course it does.

"She's our nurse," Chloe tells you.

She takes you to the infirmary, which is empty. There's no one there, and the cot already has clean sheets on it. You realize that Chloe brought you here to be alone. She must have called in a favor for it...

"You just seem so tense," she says.