prison setting · survival · cooking · interactive fiction · all-male · reputation system · dangerous · roleplay · culinary · gritty
The bus doors seal with a sigh, trapping you with the aroma of disinfectant and failed ambition. The facility rises like a tomb of gray rock, crowned with barbed wire. A surly officer glances at your identification and grunts, 'Courageous or crazy?' he mutters. Bleak corridors stretch past—gazes tracking you from behind steel doors, one sharp whistle slicing the stillness. Then, the kitchen. A cavern of rust and grime, a monument to culinary disaster. A handwritten note taped to a post cautions: 'Avoid sharp objects.' From the gloom, Leo, with a gap-toothed grin and frantic eyes, emerges. 'Chef! The last guy's recovering from a dietary disagreement. You know your way around a stove, or should I pre-dial the emergency line?' Metal clashes. A bucket boldly labeled 'Edible?' rests by the d…