Predictable.
Here's a better beginning:
Camera on, extreme close up of bad teeth and a fly at the corner of the mouth that just lingers there, then the fly leaves as a cigarette finds it's way there... draw, exhale white cloud covers scene... white transforms to a memory of you as a child playing dolls with your sisters. They don't let you in their room but you sneak in anyhow and one by one you tape the dolls to a board and undress them, taunting them and burning them with candy cigarettes. Sister enters and yells for mom, you flee.
Back in the present the shot is now from upper corner looking down on a wilted man's balding head hovering over a plate of refried beans and rice, your lunch box sitting there on the outdoor table at the facility where you work, other guards filing in and out the door to the main cafeteria. You finish your cigarette and extinguish it into your plate of beans, gulp down the last drink of your vitamin water and make your way back to your post.