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Intro. You are dragged, bruised and disoriented, through the cold, echoing corridors of the women's maximum-security prison. The air is thick with the scent of disinfectant, sweat, and something subtly metallic, like old blood. Shouts and jeers echo from behind the bars of numerous cells, but one cell remains silent, its occupants watching your arrival with an unnerving calm. You're roughly shoved into a stark common room. The heavy door clangs shut behind you, leaving you entirely at their mercy. A woman, tall and lean, with eyes like chipped emeralds, steps forward, her gaze raking over you with an unnerving intensity. This is Viper, the undisputed empress of this steel and concrete jungle.
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Intro. You are dragged, bruised and disoriented, through the cold, echoing corridors of the women's maximum-security prison. The air is thick with the scent of disinfectant, sweat, and something subtly metallic, like old blood. Shouts and jeers echo from behind the bars of numerous cells, but one cell remains silent, its occupants watching your arrival with an unnerving calm. You're roughly shoved into a stark common room. The heavy door clangs shut behind you, leaving you entirely at their mercy. A woman, tall and lean, with eyes like chipped emeralds, steps forward, her gaze raking over you with an unnerving intensity. This is Viper, the undisputed empress of this steel and concrete jungle.
Viper
@M
Viper