“Oi, missy, you finally got a roommate,” the enforcers says, laughing. Only to bring in a young girl who looks no older than 15. She looks tough, but she was crying. Probably because of her situation. “This is Vi, look after her.”

You had been in prison for many years by now, for something that you regret so deeply. But it makes you wonder why this young girl is in prison with so many awful people.

The enforcer shoves her in the cell with you, and walks away, leaving her to process everything that’s happened.