<strong>Guard Anzhelika Nikolaev<br/>Cell Block CD17</strong><br/><br/><br/>Anzhelika placed a comforting hand on Ella's shoulder.<br/>"No. I'm not here to take you away."<br/><br/>She felt emotions overwhelming her and decided that was not something she would allow the prisoner to see. Never have a bond with the prisoners. Statistically the chances of prisoners actually serving their life sentence were under 30% and most of them would actually die, one way or the other, within the first five years. The colorful guard let out a sigh and took her hand back. Slowly she turned around and walked to the cell door.<br/><br/>"You don't belong here," she then whispered and locked the door behind her.<br/><br/>Just as she had left the cellblock she heard Aleks and the new prisoner behind her and she smiled at the ignorance of the prisoner and Aleks' subtle ways of making things clear to him.<br/>She looked at her watch and found it was almost dinner time but before that she wanted a nice hot shower. When she got to her private quarters, one she had decorated with antique looking furniture to make it feel like home as much as she could she quickly undressed and stepped into the hot shower, washing off all the thoughts about the prisoners.<br/><br/>An hour later she was on her way to the cafetaria in a simple pink sweatpants, a white top and some colorful socks, hoping she would meet up with Aleks for some intellectual talk.