The Second World War ended less than two years ago.
Due to the various types of prostitutes squatting in their hometowns doing nothing and the impact of post-war traumatic stress disorder syndrome, it is easy for them to cause trouble and fight.
This has directly led to an increase in the number of local gangs and a simultaneous increase in various criminal incidents.
It is common for veterans to perform gunfights in the streets and engage in passionate shootings with the police. It is exciting and exciting, and prisons across the country naturally have a booming business.
[Shawshank Prison], this large prison is also not immune to the situation, and the situation is quite overcrowded.
Here, various old and new prisoners will cause trouble from time to time.
Especially those prisoners who have served as soldiers and been on the battlefield will occasionally kill a few inmates...
The entire [Shawshank Prison] has a rather bad internal style.
The frequent deaths of prisoners also make this place look like a bad land on earth to the outside world.
Just be sent in.
Then most people will be gone~
Of course, for self-preservation and various goals.
In prison, all kinds of cliques are inevitable.
The above situation.
Not only does it make the existing members of the prison pay close attention to the arrival of new members, they try to find companions among the new inmates.
They are also constantly looking for people to bully and exploit.
In this [Shawshank Prison] where resources are limited and allocated according to the number of people.
Any guy who is easy to bully.
Those are all valuable resources!
Available for outsiders to plunder.
so.
Taken together.
Each of the new prisoners naturally attracted quite a lot of attention.
Whenever a prison van brings new prisoners from the outside into the prison, everyone will tacitly pay attention to each other through the fence and barbed wire.
Incidentally.
I was running through various thoughts in my mind.
Sometimes.
Some particularly unfriendly people will also say some unrestrained words in excitement.
for example:
Some guys who look tender and easy to bully are good targets...
"Here comes the new guy!
We have fun again!
!”
"Hey~ little girl, wash your butt tonight~"
"Shithu, I'm going to burst your shithu mouth and teeth!"
!”
"This new ass is really nice..."
Unfortunately, Andy, who looked completely lost, was one of the high-profile bullies.
I just stepped off the prison car and walked down the not-so-long passage.
He heard a lot of teasing remarks.
The extremely excited expressions of the prisoners, their bloodshot eyes, their faces covered with abscesses and wounds, their dark yellow teeth and unshaven, dirty faces made the situation even more pessimistic.
It was a feeling that the soap-picking culture was waiting for him...
Faced with the continuous whistles, even some prisoners who were just watching the excitement were enjoying themselves.
Not far away.
An old black man looked directly at Andy and made a bet:
"Ten cigarettes!"
"I'll bet on that guy!"
They are using their few supplies to bet on which newcomer will cry first.
This kind of thing.
In this [Shawshank Prison], it can be regarded as a regular form of entertainment.
At least.
A bit more conventional than teasing someone of the same sex...
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Thirty days later.
Inside the small single room.
Although the situation has barely settled down.
But Andy still couldn't help but think deeply every night about whether he was innocent or not.
to be honest.
Although when facing the judge, he repeatedly emphasized that he did not kill his wife and the golf coach with whom she was having an affair.
but……
He drank too much that night after all.
The memory of a drunkard can often only be described as tragic. What he can remember is really limited.
In addition, the police searched for a long time but could not find his lost gun.
so.
He really didn't know what he did that night...
The words of denial were very certain in his mouth.
even.
Even he himself is a little hard to convince...
'Could it be that... I really did it?'
It is difficult for him to make an accurate judgment on this.
It's really hard to hold on.
Confused, doubtful, and vaguely guilty...
All kinds of thoughts and unspeakable feelings are quite complicated.
if you can.
There is probably only one word "Grass!" to describe his mood and thoughts.
And besides these things.
The figure that appeared in front of him two years ago has been recalled by him from time to time recently.
"Andy, your fate has been determined. In the near future, you will be imprisoned in the most tragic way..."
What the other person said at the time.
It often echoed repeatedly in the depths of his mind with incomparable clarity.
It kept him awake all night.
Just like a mouse put on the grill.
Occasionally.
He couldn't help but think back and guess what the strange shadow he saw on the stranger was.
"The Great Luo of All Worlds"
'Mirage?'
'Simple eyesight?'
Andy was a little unsure about the situation.
That question puzzled him for a long time.
that's all.
Several minutes passed.
Only then did he withdraw from his own thoughts.
Don't get me wrong, he didn't quit on his own initiative.
But some movement around him disrupted his thoughts.
It was a guy carrying a small stool and sitting next to him.
I don't know when it will appear.
I don’t know when the bench was moved.
"..."
Looking at the other party who suddenly appeared.
Andy fell into a long silence.
At this moment.
He suspected that he might have suffered from some kind of mental illness due to excessive psychological pressure and had specific hallucinations.
"Andy, I haven't seen you for a while."
"About two years."
"You seem to be doing well now."
"At least, I wasn't raped by a large group of inmates in turn."
"Come on and fight hard, you have the potential to escape smoothly."
Listen to the other party's words that it's not too big a deal to just watch the fun.
Andy originally wanted to say something.
Silence fell for the second time.
The existence and performance of the other party.
It made him feel like he was probably really crazy.
To think that I could make up such an unreliable hallucination...
After thinking about it.
He slowly took off his glasses.
then.
He slapped himself hard.
It hurts.
Even the sound is extremely clear.
'Damn it, I'm under too much pressure, am I really having a mental problem...'
He thinks he is mentally ill.
I suddenly felt that I might have killed my wife unconsciously.
"..."
Orshika, who came to visit the prison, felt a little helpless when she saw this happening.
"Zi Zhen..."
After finishing his speech, he habitually continued to talk: