In my dream I went to jail and was housed in the basement away from the mainline population. The only other inmate there was this black guy, he was a Muslim and was actually super nice and helpful to me and not rapey at all. He schooled me on various ways to stay out of trouble, but when the topic of taking a shower came up, I asked how I could defend myself if someone tried to touch me, and he calmly and compassionately explained to me that I should just "let it happen" because he was apparently certain that I was too weak to do anything. He told me that if I pray and keep myself occupied, I'll eventually get over the trauma.
When it came time to shower, nobody bothered me for about the first half of it, so I was very relieved, but then I was approached by an ogrecel who looked like a stereotypical media deception of a prison rapist who clearly wanted my butthole. As the showdown began, I remember relentlessly hoping that my cellmate from the basement was wrong and that I could ward off an attack, but I woke up before I could find out.
When it came time to shower, nobody bothered me for about the first half of it, so I was very relieved, but then I was approached by an ogrecel who looked like a stereotypical media deception of a prison rapist who clearly wanted my butthole. As the showdown began, I remember relentlessly hoping that my cellmate from the basement was wrong and that I could ward off an attack, but I woke up before I could find out.
