Well, this has certainly been an... eventful week. Drama appears to be erupting everywhere among the inmates, and what annoys me about that is that I am still not aware of the overall picture of things here. This will have to be rectified, and soon.
I met one who goes by the name of Lee and does not appear as if he belongs in prison. He gave me food; some biscuits that I stashed away and have been carefully rationing. He must think this will get him on a better standing with me, and for now I will oblige him in that. He may prove useful in the future. (Not to mention that he is respectful to me; this place could certainly use more of that.)
My cellmate goes by the name 'Kabuto', and he is afraid of me. As it should be. I still cannot shake the feeling that I should know him from somewhere, however, but I cannot recall where...
As for the other that I met, my little, little nephew... Oh yes, I have plans for him...
