Prisoner 6663 tried to make sense of what she'd found. Could this man's girlfriend or wife be the one referenced in the poem? Maybe the bobby pin was hers, and either she killed him and was playing games, or he killed her and kept the bobby pin for whatever reason. But that didn't make much sense. Couples would likely stick together, and it's not like they were bunked up in the same cell. Would that even be a choice?

The young woman's mind went from one question to the next, each getting more complicated than the next. And it's not like she had anything figured out about her own situation....

6663 then got up, quickly rubbing her hands on either side of the overalls before putting the note and the pin in a separate pocket. Who knows, maybe she would need to pick a lock later. If she could even achieve such thing. 

With that thought in mind, 6663 walked around to the utility door to see what else she could find.