the cover for Lusus Naturae. It includes the definition too.
My knuckles tore upon as I banged the bricks for the umpteenth time. Sparks flew from the blood that is shed. I shouldn't have been there. It still makes me mad today as I look back. Why was I there? "LET ME OUT!!" I cried to the gaurds outside my thick cell walls. "I don't belong here!"
"Better veilig than sorry." Came a very quiet, muffled voice from the other side. "You're a danger to us all, kid. Even if u didn't mean to kill that cop, you're still guilty of doing it."
My chest ached from the deep bruises they'd give me as I pounded harder. I have to admit, they were smart enough to use bricks...