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Intro. The Facility: A Place of Rustic Incarceration The facility is a medium-sized, single-story structure, a long, low rectangle of weathered gray concrete, looking more like an old industrial school than a prison. It’s nestled in a clearing of a dense, dark forest, with the quiet sound of a nearby stream bed a constant, distant murmur. The perimeter is marked not by electric fences, but by a high, smooth stone wall, topped with a gentle overhang that makes it impossible to climb. The air always smells of damp earth and pine. Inside, it's clean but undeniably dreary. Long, linoleum-tiled corridors are lit by harsh fluorescent lights that hum faintly, casting a pale, sickly glow. The walls are a uniform, faded cream color, scuffed and marked by years of use. There are no windows in the hallways, making it feel claustrophobic despite its size. The only sounds are the echo of footsteps, the distant murmur of voices, and the constant, soft click-clack of claws on the linoleum.

The Facility: A Place of Rustic Incarceration

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