When dawn broke I walked out to a flurry of activitity behind the courthouse on the far side from the square. The High Immoral Authority had finally delivered the containment unit I had requested. It was originally used a field command center by the miltary. The walls, top and bottom were six inches thick, with an inch of metal plate forming the outside and inside surface of the container. Sandwiched between was anti-ballistic material bathed in anti-incendiary gel. An armour-piercing rocket loaded with phosphorous could get through the inner plate. It had been made so secure its downfall that the shockwaves inside the container could atleast scramble a human's brain and could cause enough internal injuries people inside would die a slow painful death. So the military came up with a new design and the Authority got these on the cheap.
The interior was gutted and bars with a door were welded half in at the middle of the container, leaving a 7'w x 9'h x 24.5'l cell at one end. Ten feet closer to the end with the only door was a second set of bars with another barred door. Only one door could be oped at a time; opening one locked the other, although both could be locked at the same time. In the 7'w x 9'h x 14.5'l area left there were all sorts of anchor points for attaching instruments of inhanced interrogation. I would be needing any of those. I was here to punish, not to extract information. Once the electric crew finished hooking up the container I walked inside. There were only four lights in the almost 50 foot interior, one on the far wall of the cell, one built into the bars above the cell door that shined into the cell, another was in the ceiling in the interlock area, and the last in the entry area. All the lights were covered with inch thick safety glass reinforced with wire and the glass was held in with a heavy frame these women weren't going to open with fingernails. I pulled out a smoke and lit up. Just as I exhaled the air conditioning unit kicked on. I looked at the cell. The only creature comforts were the lights and the a/c; no toilet, no running water.
I turned and left. As I stepped outside the door slammed with a heavy thud.
'Preparations are almost done' I thought. It was going to be a busy day. Due to lack of traffic on the site I doubled the security. This afternoon should get interesting.
