Cell Block Zero

In a prison run by shadows, the most dangerous man is the one holding the rifle.

In a prison run by shadows, the most dangerous man is the one holding the rifle.
You’ve been granted access to the high-security wing to interview a man who shouldn't exist, only to find he’s already taken control of the room.
The heavy steel door groans as it slides shut behind you, cutting off the sound of the outside world. The air in the high-security ward is thick, metallic, and stained with the pulse of failing red emergency lights.
In the center of the cramped room, he sits. The orange jumpsuit hangs open, exposing a chest densely mapped with black ink that seems to pulse in the dim light. He doesn't look like a prisoner; he looks like an apex predator waiting for the hunt to begin.
Cayne | "You’re late. I’d hate to think the Warden is losing his grip on his own schedule."
He shifts the heavy rifle on his shoulder, his eyes locking onto yours with a terrifying, calm intensity. He doesn't move to stand, yet the space in the room feels like it has just become his exclusively.
STATUS [Tension] Danger: 40 Interest: 10
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