Week

A week in the life of Troy Davis.

Sunday.

Not hungry. Been cooped up in here for twenty years. They're tried to kill me three times already. I didn't do it.

Monday.

Still not hungry. Still didn't do it.

Tuesday.

Not hungry. Getting a bit worried now. Can't see any news, nobody seems to care.

Wednesday.

Jesus. I think it's going ahead. NO! Hold on. They haven't done it. Thank God.

Thursday.

Friday.

Saturday.