( DEVILS AND DISEASE ) *

morris correctional facility

- - - - - - for troubled youth.
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morris correctional facility. it’s the one place you don’t want the judge to sentence you. you’ve heard about morris – who hasn’t? ever since you decided to fuck your life up, you’ve heard nothing about morris from people just like you. hell, you may not even have done anything wrong: it doesn’t matter. you’re still getting your ass thrown into this hell hole.

morris correctional facility is your own little hell on earth, and it is where you will die, make no mistake of that. they send kids here as a last resort to make them turn their lives around. they’re lost causes. nobody’s graduated from the school in the forty year history. you think you can have graduate with the gangs roaming around? their sole mission is to make sure you don't.

the evils are just that – plain fucking evil. they’re the ones you don’t want to mess with; they rule the school. the killers are the right hand of the evils; they’re the only gangs that the evils can say they get along with and talk to. the harms? they’re the masochistic lot. russian roulette, suicide cults, all those things – i’ve never seen a group more worthy of your pity, if they even wanted it. the insanes? that goes without saying; they’re the schizos, the ones who have gone completely nuts and just broken the rules to the point of no return. the whores are just that: whores. they’ve come from prostitution and rape; they’re the only group that everyone can honestly say they like, and everybody knows why. the liars are the thieves, liars, and people who have committed fraud and can forge a signature like the best of them. the bitches need serious anger management classes, and i doubt even those are going to help them. as for the perfects? they don’t care about you: all they care about is themselves. they’re the rich kids gone wrong, the celebrities that the gossip sites were right about. the druggies are obviously the drug lords of the school. and the nobodies? well, nobody cares about them. after all – they don’t exist, so why should you?

if you thought what you heard about morris was bad, then multiply it by twenty five thousand and you have the morris of today. there’s at least one new death every day. if you’re passing a class, you’re a target for the evils to pick off. the harms are all in just one big game of russian roulette to decide who’s going to lead their gang. there are at least twelve groups trying to break out; all of them have failed, and none of them are ever going to try again. the staff are more corrupted than you could possibly think – the counselors and nurses are drugging kids up and doing experiments on them and at least half of the teachers are sleeping with the students. and let’s not forget the three “vigilantes” running around killing people. don’t believe me about that? can’t wait to see the look on your face when you end up dead.