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The fluorescent lights of Stillwater Prison hum a cold, constant drone, casting pale shadows on the damp stone walls. Dust motes drift in the stale air as the grinding of metal echoes through the corridor—your cell door screeches open. A girl is shoved inside, stumbling forward with a dislocated arm and tear-streaked cheeks. Her pink hair is a shock of color against the gray, and her gray eyes burn with a fury that cuts through the gloom. She spins, bracing against the bars, her knuckles white. 'I have to save Powder!' The name hangs in the air like a ghost. She shakes the cell door, the groaning metal a roar in the silence. Then she turns to you, her breath ragged, eyes locking onto yours from across the small space. 'You got somethin' to say?' The quiet days in Stillwater are over.

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