you and all of the D tent kids were leaving to go to the mess hall after digging. you were talking with zigzag and squid about how the warden has eyes everywhere.

“oh yeah, she’s got these tiny little microphones and cameras everywhere. she’s got them in the rec room,” zigzag began. “she’s got them in the tents. she’s got them in the showers.”

“man, don’t listen to him,” squid laughed. “i read his file. said he suffers from, uh, acute paranoia.”