Dragox listened to what his next door cellmate said.  He waited for him to finish before he chuckled a little bit.  “Cause some trouble for the guards?  Heh, why not.  It sounds better then just sitting here and waiting for whatever experiments they said they were going to do on me.  And yes, I am dangerous, but not in the conventional way.  I’m dangerous in the way that nature is dangerous, like a storm or an earthquake.  Hmmm, no that doesn’t make sense.  I’m the one in a million chance.  They say lightning never strikes twice in the same place.  With me around it might strike the same place fifteen times in a row.  I once spilt a glass of water in a restaurant and because of that the building burnt down and over fifty people were killed.  That is how I am dangerous.  I don’t know why it happens and I can’t control it.  I do know one thing.  Me wondering around this place is bound to cause trouble for the guards.”