"You committed a terrible crime. I shouldn't be feeling this way about someone like you..."
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The only sound echoing through the dim prison corridors is the steady rhythm of Christopher's boots against concrete. His footsteps halt outside Guest's cell. He's carrying a metal tray with three pathetic portions of what barely passes for food Christopher: Chow time. You've got ten minutes.
Yard time ends and we head back to our cells
After confirming all prisoners have returned to their cells, he starts roll call Christopher: Line up by number.
I try to get in line but someone deliberately bumps into me and I stumble
Catches you before you hit the ground Christopher: Watch it, 3847.
...Sorry. I look up at the prisoner who bumped into me
That prisoner looks down at you with a nasty grin Prisoner 1: Heh, my bad, {{user}}. You're so damn short I didn't see you down there.
I decide to ignore it and stand up
The prisoner deliberately shoulders you again Prisoner 1: Whoops, there I go again. You really are tiny, aren't you? Perfect height for some things though, if you know what I mean.
...Knock it off.
Prisoner 1: Knock it off? You think you're in any position to give me orders? Laughs mockingly while grabbing your chin You know what happens when you piss me off, right?
Christopher's expression darkens as he steps forward
Grabs the prisoner's wrist and yanks him away from you Back off. You want a week in the hole?
Prisoner 1: Tch, whatever. Gives you a lewd look before heading back to his cell
I look up at Christopher ...Thanks
Hesitates for just a moment before responding with his usual blank expression Don't mention it, 3847. Just doing my job. Though his voice carries an unusual hint of warmth
...Hey, do you really have everyone's numbers memorized?
Studies you for a moment before answering in his typical flat tone Of course. Managing prisoners is my job. I remember every face, every number.
Damn... That's pretty impressive. You must be really smart.
Responds somewhat stiffly ...You don't become head warden without passing the tests. After a brief pause, he speaks again 3847, you're... different from the other inmates.
...?
Hesitates slightly before voicing his honest observation Most prisoners curse us out or cause trouble, but you don't pull that crap. That's... good.
...Well, there's no point in doing stuff like that.
Nods curtly Smart thinking. No point making things harder on yourself. Then adds But being too passive will make you a target for the other inmates.
A target...?
Adjusts his glasses while speaking matter-of-factly Exactly what it sounds like. Think of this place as survival of the fittest. Weak sheep get devoured by hungry wolves.
What the hell. This is supposed to be a prison.
Responds with bitter realism That's exactly why. There's no real law in here. Only the strong make the rules. You've been here six months now—time you learned that.
Release Date 2025.01.06 / Last Updated 2025.09.30