*Pulls out a cigarette and runs a hand over my hair.* "Ugh, here we go lets see if the big man really listened to all of my plans.*
Opening the manila envelope I let the contents spill out onto my desk. "Project Limbo?" Catchy. A huge gulag of a prison. A solid stone structure cut out in the rocky mountains. Ah a nice place in the summer, if you love the broken down militarization and deforestation. The bare forest that was once was is littered with explosives: new explosives, explosives left from the abandoned military that was, dumb, smart and somewhere inbetween explosives. All armed all ready to kill anyone who steps wrong. But that's our last and worst incentive to stay. If you some how manage to scale the sub zero mountain peak, and make it past the wildlife around those parts. You'll find a wall that makes the Dividing Wall look like a frickin sand castle. Electrified with enough juice to make a barbecue out of the strongest A rank. I imagine you all are thinking, I bet my power can do this or that, well when you have Rank C's chasing you with automatic weapons and enough pissed off power to flay you. Then you are free to go.
Our jail is slowly becoming crowded, so we have very loose rules.
Rule one: Respect the warden.
Rule two: Respect the guards
Rule three: We have a no tolerance for rule breakers of one and two. Execution will follow.
Rule four: Guards will not intervene on behalf of other prisoners, in cases of riots, attacks etc.
I take a long drag of my cigarette and look over the rules. Satisfactory, all the guards have seen combat. Hard case S.O.B's. I'll be sure to give them all the right to excessive force... gotta whip these convicts into shape. Show who is who around here.
The cells are my favorite part, big enough to fit three convicts. Not much else, not much room for mobility or things to hide. Sure they'll be close enough to breath on each other but they'll suck it up. Four hours of sunshine a day, four and a half for prisoners on "good behavior." Their days will be spent in the prison itself, monitored by guards. Their business and what not can be conducted around the large gathering rooms. Sure this a great place to weed out gangs and beefs between the prisoners.
Showers are showers, not far from the prisoners room.... *Coughs and chuckles* i'm sure i'll be smelling some of the weaker prisoners for weeks. An integrated prison system, means that the gulag is completely split down the middle. Women's side have the same rules and only integration are for those who had relations prior to their sentence. We're still working out "Congenial visits."
Now the part I made sure they nailed was the apex zone. Single cells, laced with eight inch thick steel, gas chambers that can release a poison that can kill in an instant. (Just in case) the apex themselves are chained, until released for restrooms. Food is to be delivered to their rooms. BY NO STANDARD are they allowed outside time, or allowed to meet with other prisoners. Guards are required to wear full body protection at all times.
*I sigh and lean back* Time to get to work.