Who: Will & Dallas
What: A visit
Where: Baltimore State Hospital for the Criminally Insane
Status: In progress
[Phone calls and visitors, all in the same week? It was like Christmas and his birthday right close together, though Will was sure only he would be happy with such 'gifts' for those celebrations. The orderly came to the front of his cell, and for a moment, Will simply stared at him. He hated this part, the indignity of being lead around in chains, but submitting to the treatment was easier than fighting against it. So he put his hands through the slot and looked up towards the ceiling as the cold iron was clapped about his wrists. Only then did they let him out, leading him down the corridor towards the private visitation room, and that in itself was something he was grateful for. Not even Chilton's electronic ears could penetrate this room, so even if it was videotaped, at least the conversation would be private.
He was released only long enough to cuff him to the table, the short chain that ran through the heavy iron loop set into the table, limiting his movement to a point where he was comfortable, but only just. And then Will sat back to wait, dark curls and several weeks worth of beard upon his cheeks.]