Jerid woke up as a guard was poking him with a baton. "Hey! Wake up scum!"
Without a word Jerid stood up and slowly walked towards the exit of the bus, ignoring the continuous shoving and prodding to make him hurry up.
Two guards tried to drag him while another kept prodding at his back. "Please refrain from applying pressure on my spinal chord, I have narcolepsy and It is-" He dropped to the ground, being caught by two surprised officers. Two more came over and they carried him to his cell, where they dumped him on the bed. "Look at that stupid fucker, grinning in his sleep, won't last a day." Said the one guard to the other as they walked off.

Once the footsteps became less loud Jerid got up, the guards were easy enough to fool he decided.

He was sitting in a rather large cell, on the other side was another bed. In the middle was a single toilet without a seat. And above that a small window. Jerid wondered if this was a two person cell, and what his cellmate would be like.