You’ve been at the experimental facility for just over twenty hours now. Your first day seemed fairly slow – some interviews, a lot of forms to fill out. A cell had been allocated to you and that’s where you’d slept last night; your first ever night as a prisoner – it felt odd. You hadn’t slept much; you’d expected as much. The seemingly endless night gave you ample opportunity to reflect upon the ramifications of your recent decision. The decision, on the face of it, had been simple – either a six-month term at a regular correctional facility, or a two-week spell at the new experimental correction facility. You knew the decision was a ‘final’ one, this aspect had been clearly explained by the lawyers present in the room a week ago; but still your mind weighed the consequences. As a successful professional lady, time had been the biggest player in the equation – two weeks or six months; it had to have been the right choice. The guaranteed anonymity and lack of criminal record...

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