On the very first day in prison, three of the most dangerous inmates surrounded a 78-year-old little old lady and demanded that she give them everything she had, and after her refusal, they began to brutally beat the elderly woman, not even suspecting that very soon something would happen that none of them expected 😨
The old woman had been brought to prison early in the morning. She hardly spoke, only pressing a small bag with her belongings tightly to her chest and looking around in fright. She was 78 years old, heard poorly, walked slowly, and looked so weak that many inmates turned around in surprise after her.
After the paperwork, the guard led the woman to a cell, showed her the bed, and warned her that in a few minutes the inmates would be let out into the yard. The old woman nodded quietly. She did not yet know that she was already being watched.
In the prison yard there was a woman nicknamed Razor. Almost all the inmates feared her. She was large, strong, and her face and ears were covered with piercings. Usually two women were constantly near her, who did everything she said.
When Razor saw the newcomer, she grinned.
— Look who they brought us.
Her friends laughed.
The old woman tried to walk past them, but Razor took a step to the side and blocked her way.
— Where are you going, grandma?
The woman stopped.
— I just want to sit down.
— First show what you brought.
The old woman pressed the bag more tightly to herself.
— There are only my things here.
— We will see which ones.
One of the women tried to snatch the bag, but the old woman unexpectedly gripped it firmly with both hands.
— Please, don’t.
Razor laughed.
— Did you hear that? She is even giving us orders.
— I did nothing to you, — the old woman said quietly.
— We do not care.
Razor sharply snatched the bag from her hands and shook out the contents right onto the ground. A comb, several photographs, an old scarf, and a small box fell onto the asphalt.
The women began to laugh.
— And that is all? We wasted so much time for this trash?
The old woman bent down to collect her things, but one of the inmates kicked a photograph farther away with her foot.
— Crawl, grandma, go get it.
