章 32: Who's In Charge?

The pile of folded clothes hit Jenna squarely in the chest as she processed past the long counter. The female guard had tossed Jenna her prison garb, a short-sleeved denim jumper with the letters "DOC" stenciled on the back in huge black letters.

"Put in on," commanded the guard, as Jenna meekly ambled by, still reeling from her 'shower'.

Jenna blinked her eyes to clear her mind as she pulled the coarse scratchy jumper over her head and then across her waist. The blonde tour guide motioned for Jenna to continue walking as Jenna pulled and straightened her jumper. Still barefoot and recovering, Jenna, followed by the class from St. Monica's School for Girls, was led through a door into a large open corridor. As the door opened, Jenna could see both walls were lined with barred cells, which housed the day's inmates.