Not exactly jail but somewhere similar, no contact with the outside except a couple timed phone calls a week to approved people, there were guards (who didn't have guns or anything but wouldn't hesitate to restrain you) + cameras, bars or plexiglass over every window and it was completely locked down (not like a rehab or somewhere you could just sign out.) We had a currency of pills, food/snacks, headphones, etc. I didn't do it much cause I didn't wanna be there any longer than I had to but I did some Ritalin, Adderall and someone gave me a bit of coke for protection. Fuckin hated every second of watching your back and keeping alliances intact + I had to help run the pill trade for the whole floor because I was pretty much the only one who knew what pills were what and what they did (not a job I asked for at all but it did help get me allies.) I went into a rage one day (I think anyone would under the circumstances) and picked a fight with a gaurd (idk if fight is the word I'm looking for cause I held myself back from throwing any punches, I just kept throwing the ones trying to restrain me on the ground) it ended in around a 20min "fight" against 6 of the bastards trying their damnedest to restrain me as I continued pushing towards an exit and eventually trying to knock it open until they cheated by pulling my arm back as hard as possible nearly breaking it (then refusing to treat it, now if I move it to far back it makes a clicking noise then goes numb for several minutes. Assholes wouldn't even give me an ibuprofen) and I still continued about 5mins. At least I was just a minor at the time so my record is clean. I don't like to talk about it much I know most of y'all went through a hell of a lot worse though , but I'd rather die than lose my freedom ever again that's for sure.