Carmine stood calmly at the door. Waiting for it to open, he always did the same thing. There was no time to work out. He could only sleep in here until the doors opened. So he made it apparent that every 5-10 minutes before the cells opened. He would stand there and count the time to see if there was any changes in the cells opening. He planned on breaking out some day and killing every single one of these fat fanatics when he got the chance.<br/><br/>Turning his head slightly as a guard walked up to his cell. Carmine stared at him, waiting for him to do something. As the guard looked left to right, then made a face at him. Carmine slammed his head into the door. Apparently causing the rookie guard to piss himself.<br/><br/>Grunting in pleasure at his deed. The guard turned and sprinted away. So Carmine, void of anything to do, waited for the doors to open.