Prison salvation: The second-floor tier of cells circled their housing unit, each highlighted with a fire-engine-red door. That morning nothing remarkable about the grey protective railing jumped out to Dennis.
He glanced out his cell door window. The four-inch-wide one-foot glass revealed a limited perspective. Dennis looked out the window before attempting to open his cell door, his safety habit. Guards unlocked the doors at 6 am, but when Dennis pushed, his door did not budge.