---8k OMG YAAASSSSSSSSS----

---Fresh's POV----

(HE'S BACK!)

Everyone seemed stoked up. They were all leant or pressed against the bars, trying to see what was happening down the corridor.

I didn't bother. It would probably just be another new prisoner being guarded to their new home. More commonly known as, prison.

I just stayed doing my favourite thing in the whole wide world. Staring at the brick wall.

Yup. The joy of life's wonders.

It had got boring a long time ago. But it's all I had to do.

Everyone started muttering and whispering as the small positive skeleton came down the corridor.

Normally it's Ink that makes sure everything's in order, seeing as he's the Chief and all that. As he walked past he gave me an odd look that I couldn't place.

Voices came from down the other end of the corridor signalling the police were taking some new prisoners to their cell.

The cell opposite me was empty. So maybe They'll get put in there. The last prisoner there got bailed out by their extremely rich family.

Too bad that couldn't have happened to me. I know the guys will come for me eventually. But it's nearly been half a year and I'm starting to give up.

Sounds of protest from the new prisoners caused everyone to press themselves up against the bars, probably wanting to know if it was someone they knew.

I felt no need to look. There's no way that the others could have been caught. They're too smart. I only got caught because I was careless.

The voices grew closer and the muttering grew louder throughout the prisoners cells. All of them getting excited over who could have been caught.

Of course there was the possibility of it being someone that we'd never seen or heard of, but the chance of that was low. Us criminals all know each other rather well. Especially the different gangs.

Actually...if I listened hard enough I swear I could hear two people. Wow a double catch. The police are getting better.

Whispers and conversations raised in volume as the supposedly two new prisoners were dragged along. And I say dragged because no one goes to prison willingly...as far as I know.

"No way!" One of them called. "It's one of your guys Fresh!"

I immediately looked up, I couldn't see the officers or the criminals they were bringing in but I scrambled over to the end of my cell. Joining everyone else, pressed against their bars.

The first cop came into view and I held my breath. If it was one of my lot then the others would definitely have to throw a rescue mission. So, this might sound selfish, but it would kinda be a good thing if it was.

That's when the first prisoner was dragged into view.

Why was I not surprised.

"LUST?!?" I called.

The skeleton planted his feet firmly down to the floor causing the cops dragging him to trip. "FRESH?!?!" He responded frantically.

He looked around and we locked eyes, kinda (cuz his shades and shit).

"How'd you get caught?" I asked.

Lust went to answer but was roughly shoved forwards by the officers, pushing him over to his cell.

"DON'T PUSH HIM!" A voice called and I nearly had a heart attack again.

I couldn't see who it was, but there's only one person in the world that would defend Lust like that.

"HORROR?!?!" I yelled.

"FRESH?" He called back.

I still couldn't see him, but an officer stepped forwards and unlocked the cell opposite me.

I leaned forward as none other than Horror was dragged into view, with a bit more difficulty than Lust. He's got a lot more strength than him, but he wasn't showing as much resistance.

They pushed him into his cell making him trip and sprawl across the floor. The officer locked the cell door and smirked down at him. "Not so tough now that your behind bars are you?" Horror growled and launched at the bars. The officer only chuckled and walked on ahead.

Horror growled again and looked around. That's when he noticed me pressed up against my cell bars.

"Fresh?" He called quietly.

I rapidly nodded my head in response.

Horror laughed loudly. "Ha! Been a while, hasn't it?"

"I thought you guys had forgotten me."

"You want to hear something funny?" Horror said, quickly trying to peer past the bars and down the corridor. "We were actually here to rescue you and Geno."

"Wait hold up." I interrupted. "Genos been caught too?"

He grinned at me. "Oh that's not it. Just wait till you see who they drag down this corridor next."

Now I was curious and scared. That would be five of us caught. That only leaves Error, Killer, Dust, and Nightmare. And one of them would also be caught. So that's three of us not caught.

And that's not good.

A ripple of conversation spread through the cells as the door at the end of the corridor opened and an officer armed with a taser ran down, taking a crouching position on the floor a bit past my cell.

Now everyone was excited. We all wanted to know who on earth would cause for such high security measures just to move someone into their cell.

The sound of the doors at the end of the corridor came again, this time followed by yells.

"WE NEED TO BE QUICK!"
"THE SEDATIVE IS WEARING OFF!"
"WHERES SCI?"
"HE'S WAKING UP!"
"QUICK! GET HIM TO THE CELL!"

For some reason the prisoners closest to whatever was happening went silent.
And so did the rest of us in anticipation.

The officers seemed to be panicking, unsure of what to do. Without Ink they seemed disorganised. I looked over at Horror, he had a small smile visible on his face as he watched the police panicking.

I actually choked on air when I saw who the officers dragged down.

It was Nightmare.

He was hissing and growling, scratching and struggling against the officers that held him.

They weren't doing a very good job of keeping him controlled.

He suddenly lashed out with his tentacles and was momentarily free. In that split second he saw me. "Perfect." He whispered.

I stepped back from the bars a bit. A little scared of what was happening.

Another bunch of officers ran forward and Nightmare grinned, cracking his knuckles. All the prisoners had gone back to yelling. Obviously cheering Nightmare on. Even though only me Horror and Lust actually knew him and have seen him properly before.

Stuff like that doesn't matter to us. All we cared about was the fact that this new prisoner was putting up a fight. That earns respect.

The officers launched at him and he easily side stepped them, grabbing one of them as they tripped past. I would be lying if I said that I didn't feel sorry for them as they struggled frantically in Nightmares grip.

"I would stop moving I I were you." Nightmare growled threateningly.

The officer whimpered and went limp in Nightmares grip. That's when the positive ball of sunshine came running back down the corridor.

"Put him down." He warned, pointing his magic bow at him, arrow loaded, string drawn back.

"We have your friend. The one with the knives, I suggest you put him down if you want your friend to be treated nice."
(When ur a smart observant boy and know how to lie)

Nightmare only laughed in response, but to my surprise he dropped the limp officer and put his hands casually in his pockets.

"Hands up where I can see them." The skeleton called.

Nightmare shrugged and raised them up.

"Good. Now let's go."

He then turned and walked on, Nightmare turned and winked at me before walking after him, with about a dozen armed officers trailing behind, ready for sudden moves.

But none came Nightmare seemed to just behave and walk on. They were leading him to cell block A. The place for the most dangerous and unstable prisoners.

No ones ever escaped from block A.

But why do I have no doubt that Nightmare will be the first?

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I had so much fun writing this chapter😊
And FRESH IS FINALLY BACK!!!
Whooooooooo!
About time don't you think?

-Jess-