Eugene held his hands up so the gaurd could remove his cuffs. The guard in the room was one of the better ones. Probably a family guy with a kid Eugene's age. He stood in once the the cuffs had been removed his shirt to give the doctor a better look at his torso. The strain but pressure on his ribs and he winced in pain

He let out a groan of pain followed with an outburst "Jesus fuck!" His hand automatically going to protect his side. "Sorry doctor, didn't mean to speak like that"

It's only a few more weeks Eugene told himself you can make it through then your out of here. But out of here to what was the question. He expected a war with his family. No visits, no letters.....totally forgotten about and left to rot. 6 years he got for stealing to help fed him and his siblings while his mother was drunk and not one had made contact!