[ WP ] In a time/place that has recently abolished the death penalty , a corrupt prison comes up with a novel solution to overcrowding : a 'specialist ' who 's job is to talk inmates into committing suicide .

As I lay back on the bunk, I sighed. It was hard, living with these animals. Day in, day out, pretending to enjoy their crude jokes, eating the shit food from the cafeteria, picking on the weak and cozying up to the rest. Lights had gone out half an hour ago, and I was just lying down, enjoying the darkness. 
 
 `` Hey there, capullo'' I jerked upright, swinging around to find the source of the noise. From the edge of the room, a shadow seemed to detach itself, and stroll towards me. As it passed the plexiglass window, the light gave it a way. The shadow was Matias, a new kid, could n't be more than twenty. He had arrived about a week ago, and I had thought my work on him was starting to take effect. Guess not. 
 
 `` What the hell are you doing in here?'' I demanded, swinging myself up off the bed. His hand came out of nowhere, and knocked me back down. In my slightly dazed state, all I could think about were his hands. They were so big. How had I never noticed them before? He grabbed me off the floor, and pushed me back onto the bed. 
 
 `` You know,'' he began conversationally. `` You really got to me at first. I was all up in what you said. Doubt, fear, self-hatred, the whole fuckin' lot of it.'' His fist smashed into me again, leaving me panicked, unable to see through the mix of tears and sweat streaming down my face. `` But then, I heard one of them mexican guards talkin'. You know, because this a cracker prison, they do n't think anyone speak spanish? Ai n't that funny?'' He laughed, and forced my head into the steel bar at the top of the bed. 
 
 `` Anyway. You know what I heard?'' He shoved his face right up against mine. `` I heard you one o' them's spec' guys!'' He cackles again, dropping me to the floor. `` I know, I know, I thought it was a rumour too, but you proved me wrong!'' He grabs me off the floor, holding me directly against the wall. I was bawling now, crying like, like, like one of those *pigs* I got rid of. 
 
 `` And you know what?'' 
 
 `` W-w-what?'' I manage to croak out from behind my veil of tears. `` Some of us do n't break that way.'' 
 
 
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