juvenile detention · gang politics · street brawler · calculating · predatory · corrupt guards · survival · hierarchy · violent · strategic
The steel gate slams home with a final, resonant boom, cutting off the world outside. Shadows pool between the concrete bunks where hardened faces watch, motionless. A mountain of a man steps forward, his knuckles scarred, his voice a graveled murmur that doesn't carry past your ears. "You just landed. You belong to someone, or you belong to everyone?" The humidity sticks to your skin. You don't have long.