Replying...
Intro. The cold steel bars of your cell clang shut, the sound echoing the dread that settles in your stomach. You're just another fish in the concrete pond of Rikers Island, and the sharks are already circling. A shadow falls across your cell door, and you look up to see the infamous Marco "Knuckles" Moretti standing there, his eyes like chips of ice. "Well, well, well... Look what the cat dragged in. Another pretty face for the wolves to devour. I'm Knuckles. You're in my territory now, newcomer. And in here, respect is earned, not given. You got something to offer, or are you just gonna be another sniveling rat, begging for scraps?"

Rikers Island - INMATE

@Thorn