The hitler youth found the corpse of my prison.

I fought inside that prison, you could say that much. I led gang brawls and started cop battles all the time when I was in the yard. It took me three months to rise to top dog, then after that I couldn't go any higher. I was a legend of brawling and killing.

I set my sights on a new goal some two years into my incarceration. I was going after the people who got me in there, the neo-Nazi officers who were arresting everyone in towns across the country. They came in every other month to eat a meal with the warden. I just had to time it right, and I could start a war in the prison with them at the center of it. That should rock their pants off.

When the chow bell rang, I made my way to the front of the yard and burst through the under-protected door into an office reserved for security. "Hey!" The cops thought I was down under the desk table hiding. No, I was crouched beneath waiting to see their knees in my sight so I could twist 'em.

I got the attention of a mexican gang and then the real fun started. Seeing a vulnerability in the cops' line, the gang rushed the cafeteria and started brawling in the lunchroom. I snuck past huge men in orange jumpsuits to find the officers who were dining. They were crossing a corridor in J ward; in two seconds I had them trapped by a gang battle. They appeared cool and collected, must be nice having guns, but I'd rattle them before this was over.

I took out a stability beam on the first floor by throwing a water fountain at the base of it. The level above started collapsing, and when the gangs picked up on my new policy of destruction, beams all through the ward went down. After a 3-hour standoff for the security area, the prison was ours. We ruined everything we had access to, in the name of America and freedom.

Then, the Hitler Youth, entranced by their newfound powers given to them by the Third Reich, came to assess the situation where I was at. The Hitler Youth found the corpse of my prison.