The unknown truth

He was brought into the prison that day, he was kicking and scrabbling to escape the guards arms. They had whipped him multiple times and he bled. It was obvious that he wasn't just angry, but also scared. It was horrible watching him get beaten like that. The boy cried out in pain as he was flung into the cold darkness of the prison cell. The guards leave, and as the door to the room itself closes, the darkness swallows him up. How could such a young boy be that much of a threat?  He was alone, shoved into a cold cage with a stone bed. There was no windows here because it was all under the ground. This was a day before the school visited for a field trip. 

The next day, a school took a trip to the prison. Mári, wasn't very sure if it was a good idea to go somewhere where lots of evil people were being held. The class was broken up in four groups, one group was to go up stairs, one group was to stay on the main floor and the other two were sent to the huge basement. Mári was in the third group. A security guard went with each group. Mári's group made there way down the stairs into the cold darkness, the guard lit a torch to light the way. 
"These here are the most dangerous people in our world, we keep them down here with the strongest walls, locks, and security. Most of them will never be leaving jail and others of them will leave many years from now. Young girl, walk in the center of the room, these creeps could drag you to the bars and injure you." The security guard told Mári. 
Mári had seen the young boy, his longing red eyes, his pale skin stained with blood, and a gash under his eye, she was so sad watching the boy begging to get out. 
"Mári!" One of her classmates called her. 
"I'm sorry, I have to go now," Mári said quietly to the boy. 
His eyes were filled with tears as Mári walked away to catch up with her class, he was alone again, in the darkness.