Lucas POV
It was another day, according to my wall it was day 10. I got tired of not knowing how my days were passing me by so I started to strike out lines on the wall of my cell.
Knowing the number of days that are passing will keep me sane until I figure out what exactly will be happening to my life.
It was time for lunch, I have managed to stay alone since I arrived. I casually talk to the other guys. Though rarely, they easily found groups that they attached themselves to.
While I was struggling to fit in with any of the groups. The groups that seemed willing to accept me were weak. And I would rather be the only man standing, than standing with a group of losers.
Chances were, that they only wanted me for their own protection. Because they could not protect themselves or anyone
