When the guards arrived and extended an olive branch, the prospect of a warm shower a bar of soap--real soap, we couldn't resist.

But the steam that poured into our nostrils wasn't that of ordinary hot water, but instead a chemical so corrosive that our lungs scarred instantly.

"This isn't fair; the prison wardens lied to us!" we all shouted in unison while dying. But alas, there were no Fairness Police nearby to come and make things right.