Bloodylilcorpse

A Few Years Earlier. “Hey Mal, you got a visitor.” The keys from the guard could be heard opening the lockup door that connected the temporary lock up with which contained bunk beds for overnight and transitional juveniles to the open room with bolted down chairs and benches where meetings could take place. Just as many lawyers had sat on those benches as parents, checking in on the young men who had been locked up. It was odd because lights out and lockdown had been initiated at 8:30 pm, it was nearly an hour later. Mal walked thru the door by himself which was another strange situation because usually a guard would escort the in