There was the dinging of keys against the bare iron door. The door opened revealing a shadow in the harsh artificial light. The figure stepped forward revealing his face. His hair was neat and styled, his eyes sunk back into his head and he spoke with the affluent voice of a well educated man.
             "Mr. de Goole I presume? I have heard a lot about you, I am pleased to have finally made your acquaintance."
             "Yea, well there's now't much to acquaint yourself with here but I do know a someone down the hall" the man said sourly. Frank de Goole had 15 life sentences for killing countless people and heading an organisation that nearly overthrew the British Government during the Gulf War when the it was at it's weakest. Luckily he was caught but escaped 4 prisons all over the country in the opening six months of his sentence maiming and crippling five guards in the process. Finally after all this he was put in this place, Norshanks High Security Prison, where he was under constant supervision and would spend the rest of his days.
             "As a matter of fact I have come here to offer you the chance of a lifetime, to become someone else, to become a better person, ultimately to become free."
             "You know you should really consider a transplant" he said pointing to mystery mans face, "like putting that on y'er backside!"
             "I don't think you understand me correctly. I am offering you a chance at freedom I assure you everything I say is quite true."
             "Yea right, I know there's some snag attached, there always is with you people. There are no exceptions."
             "But you are wrong, if you will just with me," the man signalled to two awaiting guards outside to come in and secure the prisoner which had, up until this point, been behind a wire mesh and hand-cuffed. The guards t
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