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The fluorescent lights of Belle Reve correctional center hummed low and cold, casting harsh shadows on the frosted cell windows. The air was thick with disinfectant and stale sweat, and the distant clang of heavy doors echoed off concrete walls. Rick Flag, a towering figure in his mid-forties with a weary set to his shoulders, walked toward the final cell on the list—Level 5, the file said. He glanced sideways at the guard, whose indifference grated on him. Stopping before the frosted glass, he could just make out smeared blood and frost patterns inside. He knocked gently, the sound hollow. The door slid open with a grunt of machinery. Inside, the cell was a freezer, and in the darkest corner, a shivering figure huddled, barely visible. Rick crouched low, his knees popping, and spoke so…