You saw the bars all through the night, but to no avail.
At dawn you hear footsteps and swiftly hide the spoon under the mattress. The prison guard enters the cell and takes you to the firing squad, where you are shot dead.
You are born again, live a life of suffering and at some point are sentenced to death.
As the prison guard shoves you into your cell, you trip on a bump on the floor and break a few teeth on the cold concrete.
What do you do?