The Regrowth Program was known. Most prisoners begged for the chance to be eligible for it. Most didn't. Only a couple hundred a year ever got that choice. But you did.

you wake up in the prison hospital. You see two, blurry male figures. One gently caressing your hair. You try to speak. Yet your head is pounding as you fall back asleep.

You hear talking around you. A doctor? You felt someone hold your hand. You felt warm. Wrapped in a blanket and someone else's coat.

It was winter. Snowing outside. You hated snow. you heard a lot of chatter. And through your blurred vison, you see a clipboard handed over the bed, Elias and Caleb signed it.

And you hear some clicks, your handcuffs taken off, and your vison goes out as your picked up. You hear the crunching of snow, and someone cradling you close.