Walking slowly down the hall again into the main office of the prison the Warden, Rayne, stopped at his desk. Picking up a small psyche ward jacket he smirked. "Maybe I could let the rabid dog out for a while." He smirked and then shook his head. "Not yet." He smiled and picked up his keys from his desk carrying the straight jacket out with him. Locking the office he headed back down to the Max Sec wing. The gates slammed and screeched as he walked in. "Kari, are you ready for your walk?" He asked as he approached her cell the straight jacket in his hand. She was a criminal and a psychopath, but who knows a walk can do the soul good can it not? He smiled looking over at James, the gleeman with a smirk. "Maybe i'll let you put on a show tomorrow if you're a good little kiddie."