<span style="font-style: italic">"This is gonna be a problem for me..."</span>Karasz facepalmed while saying in his thoughts,<span style="font-style: italic">"But I don't have a choice. Sockie may be my hope if he and I are gonna get out of this mess."</span><br/><br/>The cells opened up as the criminals, coming in all sizes of course, walked out of their cells as they were heading towards the mess hall. Apparently it was lunch hour. Karasz would rather not come out, thinking that the food tasted terrible there. One guard noticed him and spoke him out.<br/><br/>"Hey! You two!" The guard yelled, "Unless you two plan to starve, you better get fueled up before work!"<br/><br/>"Come on Sockie..." Karasz sighed as he walked out of the jail cell, "Let's get something to eat... But I don't have high hopes for their quality."