The gate closed with a sickening metallic clang. The day had come. Tom was in prison. The first day in prison for a new inmate is never an easy one. The gate closes for the first time, and the world becomes infinitely smaller. Boundaries—vast oceans, roaring rivers, majestic mountains—now replaced by concrete walls, iron bars, and razor wire. No man ever feels the gate close behind him without asking himself, “what went wrong? How have I come to this place? What am I doing here?”