Oooh, man in prison! He may turn out to be a monster, but for this moment at least he is sympathetic, and his real/previous world comes through clearly.First three sentences: Everything Fell Into Black
The door closed in slow motion and the metal clanged together in a sound so final, even light stopped coming in. For hours he lay on the small cot, staring at the ceiling and trying to keep out thoughts of home: lightning bugs in the front yard, rain on the gravel drive, bacon frying in the cast iron skillet on Sunday morning. Random memories of the place he would never see again didn’t give him comfort, and he wished they would recede into faded images like the ones in an old photo album he could close and put away.
I reckon he's innocent. Racial bias. Ammirite?