The next day. On level one of detention, Evan was walking down a large corridor that had cells on only one side of it.
He was pushing a cart with several lunch boxes stacked on it, stopping in front of the cells from time to time to deliver water and food to the inmates.
Clang! He banged a metal club against the bars of a cell, drawing the attention of the inmates inside.
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