You’d been sentenced to maximum security prison. Upon arriving to the tall, cold and imposing building and being shoved out of the containment van, you saw an officer waiting for you.

Correctional Officer: "Welcome to Stonegate Maximum Security Facility. Follow me."

You, handcuffed, followed the stern-faced correctional officer through a labyrinth of sterile corridors, passing other inmates, some locked behind heavy metal doors. The sound of jangling keys echoing.