Time flows differently in each cell. No one completely controls it, nor could they, yet papers on top of papers have filled what used to be thin, cheap cardboard binders, now cracked at the seams caused by the acute pressure from within their aged walls. One may question their contents, undoubtedly, coming from former inmates, yet no figure with inkling of authority to their given name had their statement included, the most initial of suggestions to supplement authenticity to an outlandish study. A story that walks the line of fictive and overtly real, toying with the idea of power of many misused, and the micro-cosmoses of lives affected.
6 parts