A familiar sound made his eyes opened as a guards baton scraped against the prison bars that kept him trapped in the solitary open air room. His bed uncomfortable and taped down to keep the springs from poking up. He let a yawn out as he stuggled to open his eyes. He looked to the other bed that shared the room, but then he remembered the man died on the course long ago. It was a sad memory, but he sealed it inside him, as he pushed himself.
He suited up as he pulled his suit from the ground puting it on as he stripped naked and slid it over his skin. He had done the course 9 times now, this could be his last. He looked to the wall that his bed lay against. 9 Marks stood. He scraped it again finally using his small razor. Now lay 10. A feeling of happyness soared over him. He was actually more motivated now.
Another guard did his rounds as he opened the doors. "Get out, it's time!", the guard quickly passed it after he wacked the bars with his batton. He followed the mans rude instruction, as he walked his weak legs out of the cell gate.
He suited up as he pulled his suit from the ground puting it on as he stripped naked and slid it over his skin. He had done the course 9 times now, this could be his last. He looked to the wall that his bed lay against. 9 Marks stood. He scraped it again finally using his small razor. Now lay 10. A feeling of happyness soared over him. He was actually more motivated now.
Another guard did his rounds as he opened the doors. "Get out, it's time!", the guard quickly passed it after he wacked the bars with his batton. He followed the mans rude instruction, as he walked his weak legs out of the cell gate.