[color=f49ac2][center]Dyanne Cana Delmar - Arrival to Ironwell Prison[/center][/color]

Dyanne’s arrest at the hands of the cops, were a little bit more cruel to her since how she killed her first victim and she did it when she had a mental breakdown. She arrived at her home for the rest of her life, Ironwell Prison at 0700 hours. She was completely numb and didn’t know what’s going on it was like her life was flashing before her eyes. Even though she had some semblance of thoughts but they were erratic and her mental state was completely devastated. She was escorted by guards, in chains to her prison cell for the rest of her life and it was in C-2 Block.

She was too busy with looking at the ground while she walked being escorted to her prison cell to even realize anything has changed. [color=f49ac2][i]”I am nothing…,”[/i][/color] thought Dyanne to herself. The Guards wasn’t too phased at what this prisoner is doing since all of them soon come to the realization they aren’t ever going to leave. The guards reached C Block and got in with showing their badges at the entrance to the C-2 Block. Dyanne continued to walk with the guards escorting her, which felt like an eternity for her. Dyanne had no idea what horrors was in this prison but expected she was going to learn somethings about it, while she’s in here.

[color=f49ac2][i]”I am nothing…,”[/i][/color] thought Dyanne again. Dyanne’s innermost thoughts is this over and over again for some odd reason. Dyanne was too distracted within her mind to even realize she has arrived at her destination. The guards brought her to cell G8-L, there is three beds in there but they are empty, since one of the beds is for Dyanne. Dyanne walked into her cell without any lip even though it was in the morning, they read the reports of her in custody, she didn’t really eat anything. Dyanne was still looking down and she tripped over nothing onto the bed. The two guards just laugh a little bit and just shrug their shoulders in this overly depressing girl. “You will be escorted for certain activities, meals, or outdoors in the courtyard,” The guard said to Dyanne. 

Dyanne looked up to the guard and nod her head slowly and then her cell was closed. [color=f49ac2][i]”I am nothing…,”[/i][/color] thought Dyanne again. Dyanne sat up on her bed, just staring up at the ceiling, reminding her of the simple times, when she was still with her family. Dyanne had a smile on her face though of reminding herself of these simple times though, but that all washed away when realizing she was in jail. Dyanne looked down at the ground in her cell and she was tearing up since she has no idea why she caused this horrible tear in her family.