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"The time is 11:24. Inspector Kleet and Warden Stefan are preset. This details the inspection of a convict subjected to advanced solitary confinement. Male. No further details required. Reason not required. Term in cell, life. Term began 23 years ago. This will detail the current status of the convict and the effect of advanced solitary.

"Convict's heartbeat was confirmed by ultrasound. Food and water intake and excretion are continuing. Inspection will begin momentarily"

I signal the guards to proceed. The concrete cap is removed, revealing what appeared to be a solid block of dull stone with some hoses going from the wall to the block.

"As expected, the salt has absorbed moisture and solidified. The tag remains on the salt-block, confirming the convict's identity. It matches the expected number. Stage one will be to lift and rinse the salt away. Get those points in the corners please... good. And hoist. Stand clear, swing it out. Good. Hosing will begin now."

Within a few minutes, the salt block began to crumble and wash away. A vaguely body-shaped form in grey rubber slowly appeared.

"Hmm... convict's breathing is elevated. Irregular. Their head is also falling forward without the salt to support it. Disorientation is the most likely cause of the anxiety. Please focus the hoses on the centre of the block. It should split if we can get close enough.

"Actually, give me one of those. A little less pressure please... perfect. Let me just reach in..."

I put the hose under the convict's chin, aiming down into the block. As expected, it quickly began to fill the minute space between the salt and the body, the only breathing room the bound man had. But it worked. Soon, he was swimming in a thin layer of brine that quickly ate through the block from the inside.

"Disconnect the tubes please, except for air. He's not supporting himself yet. Stand back! It's -" *loud splashing noises*

"Glad I chose the hazmat suit... We are now attaching straps under his arms. Lift on three. One, two, three! Good. Convict is now clear of the salt and lying on a gurney. Please rinse him down with the hoses, then we'll take a closer look."

It looks like a sarcophagus, if I had to describe it. Black rubber, no limbs or details visible. Just a solid lump of rubber stretched around something human sized. The five tubes exiting it were the only thing that indicated otherwise.

"Breathing is still irregular. I wonder if he's crying... Anyway. Outer layer is intact. Applying solvent to vacuum-seal port now. This should decouple it from the inner layer."

It took time for the solvent to work its way through the bonding agent, but it was an interesting wait. You could see a wave of the rubber slowly move away, gasses and solvent relieving the vacuum-sealed layers. After what felt like 30 minutes, it was time to continue.

"Outer layer is now loose. The rubber has not enjoyed its time in salt, this will not be safe to reuse. We will be cutting it away. Try not to damage the pipes, please. Thank you.

"Outer layer removed. The ports are easy to disconnect, at least. So we are now seeing the inner layer, the cat suit. It appears to be intact. Convict is now twitching... probably a good sign. Muscles may be cramping, or just too weak to move properly. No real sign of atrophy, but it is a tight suit. Let me check... no details of convict's former weight or size required."

It lay there. A pristine doll, made of rubber, with a pipe connected to each orifice. Just the occasional twitch. The barest hint of its chest rising and falling with each breath. I can't help myself, I must walk up and touch it. I feel the smooth rubber under my gloved fingers. I pinch, and stroke. Warm, yielding. Very soft muscles. Each limb and joint outlined perfectly.

"The inner layer appears unblemished. It may still be bound to the skin. A small amount of solvent will be used under the cowl, just to extract the head zone. Start by soaking the over-lap of the neck entry and hood, please. Then we can work it in around the tubes."

It took time. But the suit slowly moved away, my hands reached inside and inverted the hood. And there he was. Hairless, deathly pale. But breathing. And twitching in my hands. I carefully let his head fall back onto the gurney, a neck support underneath it to keep it stable.

"We will leave the nasal tubes in place, for safety. But the feeding tube can be removed now. That's it, ease it out. His jaw won't resist. Good. My, deeper than I thought. Hmm... no gag reflex evident. I guess you get used to it with enough time. I'm going to move closer for a better look.

"Convict's eyes are still lensed... and not pointing the same way. Let me just remove my gloves... can you please hold his eye open for me? Thank you. Now... saline? No, lens is still stuck - wait there it is. Okay. Lens adhered to the eye a bit, but are not embedded. Pupil is... dilated. Not responsive to light. Hmm... quite clouded. Scarring of the lens, probably due to the contact remaining in place during REM sleep. I doubt he can see through those, even if his brain still responded to light. Replacing the lens - wait, saline again. Thank you. Lens is cleaned. Replacing the lens. You can let go now.

"*Finger-snap.* No response to sound either. Ears are still filled with sealant, so maybe that is to be expected. Yes, he responds to my touching his ear, but not to the sounds. That section may have shut down as well.

"Oh, he's leaking a bit. I guess we should have clamped the tube ends. Just a little urine. Smells... normal. Maybe a bit on the dehydrated side? Hope I didn't scare it out of him. Let's have a look in that mouth.

"Teeth seem fine. Tongue is slack. No tension on the jaw either. Hmm... no, patting the tongue gives no response. Wait... a slight change to breathing. First thing he's tasted in twenty years, guess he doesn't like it. Throat soft palate are moving.

"Mental state is... not known. I expect 'severely diminished' but there is no notable response and convict cannot hear us. Adams apple is not moving, so unlikely subject can vocalise. Let's test reaction-to-stimulus. The prod, please.

"Cattle prod, on lowest setting, applied to nape. One second pulse now - done. Response is minimal. Slight wincing, probably not related to the direct shock. No vocalisation. No limb movement... well, slight trembling. No constructive movement. Convict may be in a vegetative state. A chance of rehabilitation would -"

*whispering*

"Apologies. Rehabilitation is outside the scope of this inspection. No further details relevant."

"Skin is lesion free, at least on the entire head. Previous hair removal remains effective, not surprising. Teeth extraction may be a good idea, but without food to grow on, plaque has not formed. Well, not much anyway. Hmm, it looks like he's swallowing. Constantly. How frequently are -"

*incoherent voices, movements, noises*

"Subject's temperature dropped, food tube was reinserted and feeding resumed. We also added my jacket over his torso for warmth. I should speed this up.

"Vitals are stable, mental state is unknown, but minimal damage appears to have occurred to the body during its stay. Lube-glue will now be applied to the head and shoulders... good, just enough. Now replace the cowl. Good. Okay, let's get him in the sleep-sack. A new sleep-sac was brought in.

"Wow, he is very limp! Here, I'll help support... okay. Subject is in sleep-sac, connect the tubes. Good. Overlap the cowl. And vacuum-seal... good. Vacuum holding. Bring the winch over please, he won't be able to stand as we add the salt. Okay. Lowering subject into pit. A little more... stop.

"Feet are on the salt base. Connect the tubes. Now to fill with more salt. And tamper. More salt needed. And tamper. ID tag is placed on top, there. Remove the strap... both supporting straps are clear of the pit. Now for the cap.

"Concrete cap is in place. Inspection is complete at 1303."