2002/03 excerpt

He exhaled deeply, the self induced orgasm was ebbing away and it hadn’t been in the slightest bit enjoyable, it was merely to fill some time. Sighing again, Mike looked for a vessel to occupy his thoughts before they turned negative. Sat in the gloom of the dusk, and unprepared to switch on the light, he thought of the book. They would inevitably find it and read it. Then that would be it. Back inside, back into that place with the stone silent corridors, plastic mattresses and sheets that smelt of bleach. People had lain in those beds and urinated themselves, cried themselves to sleep and held violent altercations with themselves.