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saferinside) wrote2012-10-31 03:03 am
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OP Upper Guard Room
Most of the weapons have been removed from this guard room, though there is a shotgun lying on the table. There's also a health kit in a chair.
On the wall is a bulletin board. Several things are posted here.
Dead men, dead men, swinging in a tree
How many dead men do you see?
Tongue turned blue and face gone grey
Watch them as they twist and sway
The first one killed the butcher man
Then cooked him in the frying pan
Served him to his hungry guests
And gave them seconds on request
The next one with his smile and sweets
Stole poor children off the streets
To men who dressed unsavory
He sold them into slavery
Breaking into home at night
The thief he had a nasty fright
Filled his foolish head with ale
Woke in the morn in the county jail
The artist with his daunting skill
Tried his hand at painting bills
But caught in rain he was undone
When the ink he’d use did start to run
With promises of great return
Taking gold he did not earn
Bundled it up out of sight
Quietly slipped off into night
Three houses into ashes burned
The sheriff with no place to turn
Did spy a stranger in his town
Locked him up and beat him down
Dead men, dead men, swinging in a tree
How many dead men do you see?
Six feet long and six men wide
Round their necks the noose be tied.
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The bullies and their spiteful wrath will find torment as well. Soon he will strike them where they stand and drag them into hell.
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220-8330
The only other thing of interest in this room are the televisions set up along a desk. They're on, and show various parts of the facility: the entrance, the visitors' booths, several of the cells. It looks like those security cameras weren't unusable after all.
But who was monitoring them?
You can play with the views and look at different parts of the penitentiary, but for some reason the footage of solitary confinement is blocked by static.
BACK TO HALLWAY
On the wall is a bulletin board. Several things are posted here.
How many dead men do you see?
Tongue turned blue and face gone grey
Watch them as they twist and sway
The first one killed the butcher man
Then cooked him in the frying pan
Served him to his hungry guests
And gave them seconds on request
The next one with his smile and sweets
Stole poor children off the streets
To men who dressed unsavory
He sold them into slavery
Breaking into home at night
The thief he had a nasty fright
Filled his foolish head with ale
Woke in the morn in the county jail
The artist with his daunting skill
Tried his hand at painting bills
But caught in rain he was undone
When the ink he’d use did start to run
With promises of great return
Taking gold he did not earn
Bundled it up out of sight
Quietly slipped off into night
Three houses into ashes burned
The sheriff with no place to turn
Did spy a stranger in his town
Locked him up and beat him down
Dead men, dead men, swinging in a tree
How many dead men do you see?
Six feet long and six men wide
Round their necks the noose be tied.
---

The bullies and their spiteful wrath will find torment as well. Soon he will strike them where they stand and drag them into hell.
---
220-8330
The only other thing of interest in this room are the televisions set up along a desk. They're on, and show various parts of the facility: the entrance, the visitors' booths, several of the cells. It looks like those security cameras weren't unusable after all.
But who was monitoring them?
You can play with the views and look at different parts of the penitentiary, but for some reason the footage of solitary confinement is blocked by static.