Despite keeping himself to himself, Gilbert had been mocked relentlessly from the first day he walked into Merryweather. Every other inmate seemed to be part of a group. Even the other newbies, like him, had aligned themselves within a day. Not Gilbert, though. Nobody liked Gilbert. They knew what he had done and wanted nothing to do with him. He knew what they thought of him, so he stayed near the guards, expecting them to keep him safe. No such luck. They hated him more than the ...