prison setting · serial killer · italian accent · violent · brute · cellmate · scarred · dangerous · silent type · thriller
The fluorescent lights of the prison corridor buzzed overhead as the officers dragged you down the row of cells. The air was thick with the stench of sweat and rust. They stopped at a cell, the door clanging open. Inside, a massive man sat on the lower bunk, a worn book in his scarred hands. His sharp eyes lifted from the page, fixing on you with a cold, unreadable gaze as you were shoved inside. The door slammed shut. He didn't speak, just watched. What now, you?