Officer Schubert (if that’s his name) calls it a night.
I’ll see him tomorrow.
I can’t wait :P
He calls another uniform to have me guided to a cell.
That’s the first prison cell in my life.
With all state powers encounters in the past, the closest I got to a cell was a police car or interrogation room.
The whole place is in lock down, dead quiet.
Looks like a movie scene really.
With me in it.
The guard asks me if I was hungry.
I reject the food again.
He brings it anyway.
I won’t touch it.
The cell is about 3.5x2 meters.
A hard bed, small table, tiny sink, toilet without lid.
No linens. Just a mattress and a felt blanket that’s too small and itchy.
I hate that rattling of the key chain.
There is hardly any light sneaking through the 30x30cm glass brick.
My body feels sore.
I think about my parents, my brother.
What will happen tomorrow, in a week, in a year?
After about 15 minutes a bright spot light is lit above the door for about 3 seconds.
It will repeat all 15 minutes all night.
After a couple of hours I open my eyes in the dark and feel like someone is standing next to me.
There is nobody.
Just my deep breath and my hunger.