From the moment the police barged into my house and took me away from every happy thing I knew, to the moment I walked down the hallway, walled by cages restricting barely sane people, I was numb.

It hurt. But I couldn't bring myself to feel the pain. I felt like a head with no body. Or a heart with no vessels. A lost, lonely, solitary ant. It hurt. But I couldn't feel it.

The air seemed humid and hot, or was it just me? One of the men at my sides poked me slightly, to quicken my pace, perhaps? I paid him no heed anyways. My eyes were down the whole time. Staring at the handcuffs. As if, by some crazy miracle, I'd suddenly get laser eyes and get away, but I probably wouldn't make it out of the vicinity.

This was the Citadel Detention Unit after all. It was basically the most heavily guarded prison. It was like Arkham Asylum, but in reality. Only, the people here commit unspeakable crimes with no reason. No reason that is known, at least.
Some are said to be due to mental health issues, hence the presence of the many psychopaths. I quietly prayed I'd get a fairly sane cell mate.

But the laser thing though, I can't give up hope... A sudden spark makes my lips tug upward. Someone I'd probably never see...