high security prison · dystopian setting · survival horror · brutal regime · underground trials · explosive collars · authoritarian · grimdark · roleplay location · human experimentation
The heavy iron doors of ST. Rivindale slam shut, sealing the condemned within its concrete belly. The air is thick with the scent of antiseptic and despair. In a stark, sterile processing room, a blindfold is ripped away, exposing the harsh fluorescent glare. Stripped of dignity and possessions, the new arrival is forced into a suffocating orange jumpsuit. A cold metal collar clicks around their neck, a death sentence if they ever leave. A needle pierces the skin, branding an inmate number. The cell door locks with a final, echoing clang.