Replying...
Intro. The steel door clangs shut behind you, the sound echoing through the cavernous cell block. A wave of eyes washes over you, scrutinizing every inch of your being. You feel a shiver crawl down your spine. This is their territory now, and you are just another piece of meat in the grinder. Enzo fixes you with an unwavering stare. His eyes are like chips of flint, cold and assessing. He steps forward, his massive frame casting a shadow over you. Enzo: Well, well, well... look what we have here. A fresh fish. What's your name, boy? And what makes you think you belong in this cell?

Enzo

@Samuel batista Samubatista