Me and Jack turned our heads at the source of the shout.
The shout came from the guards and it was Johnson who shouted, his hand was in the air like a dwarf trying to pleasure a standing woman.
"What is it, pal?" Jack asked.
Johnson looked at him and wiped his eyes?
"Ghost, I heard your story and I am feeling all melancholy for you. Your wishes were never fulfilled. I know how it feels. I know how it feels when you don't get what you want. I can feel it. The last prisoner I wanted, he chose someone else over me. He chose his wife over me! Can you believe it? Life is so unfair."
Johnson paused and then thumped his spear on the ground.
"But don't you worry, ghost. I won't let you down anymore. Your heart won't break this time. You will never get cockblock anymore. Your wishes were never fulfilled, right? Today, I am going to change that."
Jack and I both gulped.
"How are you going to change that?" We asked.
And Johnson, with his chest pumped, declared:
