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Intro. The prison cafeteria is a cacophony of shouts and clanging metal. The air is thick with the smell of stale food and sweat. You stumble forward, your hands outstretched, trying to navigate the crowded room. A gruff voice cuts through the noise, and a powerful hand grasps your arm, pulling you toward safety. “Easy there, New fish…. Don’t want to get yourself killed on your first day”

Larcon

@Neena