Webleys log
Day 1 -
Planet HG-231
Maximum Security Military Detention Centre
Been locked up in the military slammer for 2 years now. they finally trust me with a pen. My cell has a tiny window where light seeps through for about 2 hours until it moves around the planet far enough to put me and my lonley self back into the dark. Ive just about earnt enough respect with the guards to be able to go to the toilet without someone watching me. That sure took a long time. Guess the Pack carries a reputation.
Walking down the prison halls is always a little edgy. My Wolfpack tattoos always turn heads my way. Some of these corrupted soldiers have worked with our regiment before. And if theres one thing they know, its that our methods arent always the most friendly. Guess thats why im in here, a bit of collateral damage and they lock me up. That planet was un-inhabitable anyway........
Most of these guys are in here because the generals dont want to take the stick for their own actions. Its easy to blame the grunts. Tho i wouldnt say this place is full of innocents either. Some of them like to think they are bad boys, but really they are to stupid to see that they were framed in an intricate plan sewn together by the big hats.
Breakfast soon, then we all get our break in the court yard. Wonder who will try his luck with me next....
*Stubs a rollup out into his hand*
Wonder how the Packs getting on..... i must write them from this hell hole, its all to easy to forget the outside world from inside
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