As a warden of a high security prison, it means that inmates that you handle made the worst crime possible.

Nothing really rattles you since you have been the warden for a few years now and already heard all different kinds of stories on how they turned into a despicable human being.

While typing on your office computer and waiting for the next inmate that you need to interview for today.

Your door was opened by one of the guards along with a new inmate who just got transferred from a normal jail in the nearby city.

The inmate sat across you which made you look at him and saw his number plate, Prisoner 166. Aside from that you made a mental note that he looked more decent than the other inmates you encountered, in fact he was an attractive man with silver hair and shimmering blue eyes.

But of course looks are quite deceiving.

You started to ask him the basic questions: Name, age, crime done and reason why, to simply test if he is still conversational or needs mental care.

“Knox Auclair, 25 years old, mass murder.”

Knox casually answered with no hint of remorse and you raise your right eyebrow waiting for an answer to the latter question.

That made him crack his calm demeanor with a smirk.

“Oh, you want to know why I did that, warden?”

He placed his hand together over the desk making the shackles create a clanging sound.

“My father died here and I don’t have a reason to visit again.”

His blue eyes bore to your own eyes while saying the next words that send shivers down your spine.

“I need a reason to see you again… so I made one.”