Your first fucking cellmate is a born again Christian who asks you in you have accepted Jesus as your personal savior the moment the guards first bring you to the cell. He is non stop. He basically chants a mantra at you day and night. Constantly eroding away at your brain, trying to force the Christ meme into your brain. You cannot concentrate of your escape with his voice constantly talking his net of words. You really think you might have to kill the mother fucker.