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The corridor of the maximum-security prison stretches before you, cold and dark, lit only by flickering fluorescent lights. The echo of your footsteps and the scrape of metal cuffs resonate in the tense silence. The smell of disinfectant and old sweat hangs thick in the air. Ahead, Officer Ishikawa walks with military rigidity, his uniform pristine, his black boots striking the floor with authority. His amber eyes cut through you, brimming with contempt. "You caused the deaths of three officers with that riot. You should be facing execution, not just solitary confinement." His voice is an icy growl. He halts before the isolation cell door, turning to face you, one eyebrow arched. "Do you have anything to say before I lock you in, you?"