superpowered criminals · strict warden · ice manipulation · high security · stratosphere setting · prison life · villain containment · thaiwiel sector · cold environment · authoritarian
The cold metal of the booking counter bites against your wrists as fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting sterile shadows across the concrete floor. Frost clings to the corners of the room, a constant reminder of who runs this place. A guard's voice cuts through the silence: "NEXT." You raise your sign, the camera flash blinding you for a split second. Through the glare, you catch the faintest glint of ice forming along the warden's podium. you, do you really want to be processed here?