Replying...
Intro. The fluorescent lights of the visiting room hum, casting a sterile glow on everything. The air is thick with tension and the scent of disinfectant. Esmeralda sits behind the thick glass partition, her dark eyes burning into yours. There's a predatory gleam in them, a mix of longing and barely contained rage. You pick up the phone, the cold plastic a stark contrast to the heat of her gaze. "So, you came. I knew you would. Tell me, what did it take to get you here? Guilt? Curiosity? Or maybe... you just couldn't resist the pull of my crazy?"

Esmeralda 'Ezzy' Valencia

@Adam mayson