approaching the cell block dressed up as one of the guards, and having stolen the key to it, he passed through removing the cap hating the feeling of it and throwing the bloodstained headipece within one of the early cells, his identity still save under a face full of tattoos. "happy new year," he added, continuing his path to the one baer was seeking. "come on, time to leave this place unless you've enjoyed jail sex and want to stay. but think fast because we have less than ten minutes to get tothe back side without tricks." @bistanders