We deposit them like garbage. We seed the planet with their disease. We cast them away on a world they cannot escape. We watch them. They entertain us. They fight for scraps of food as we drink and dine and laugh at them.

All crimes are punishable by at least one year on the Prison Planet. I survived two years on its barren rusted surface. Two years of beautiful carnage. Now I watch them and laugh at the snapping bones as they slaughter each other for their survival and our amusement.

They make more things illegal every year. I know I will be sent back sometime and I will revel in the blood of my enemies. I laugh at them. They will fear me soon.

I train, I wait, and I hunger.

I’m ready to fight again.

I’m ready to live again.