1 (2) IUSTITIA 30 (1973)
The clang of the door caused Roger's stomach to tighten, as he stood helplessly watching that black iron thing restricting his freedom. Several minutes later he turned and glanced around the cell . .. only wanting to learn the room well enough not to fall over anything.
The ultimate insult of nothingness surrounded Roger. He fell on the bunk and stared ... then slept.
An hour later Roger jerked awake at the sound of a metal key turning in the lock. Walking in with Sheriff Conrad was the Probation Officer, Mr. Wilson. He was a smiling young guy who talked nice . they alwaxs talked nice . . . Roger knew . . . knew not to trust him.
IUSTITIA: Vol. 1
, Article 7.
Available at: http://www.repository.law.indiana.edu/iustitia/vol1/iss2/7