If you had one regret in your life, it wasn't the fact that you murdered someone, but that you got caught. The stench of this vile prison made one's stomach clench and the screeching of rats made one shiver at night

You thought you would rot here like the rest of the scum of society who are currently your only comrades. But you were probably wrong - or so you thought

It happened just before dark when the flickering of torches revealed a mysterious group of men walking past your cell and picking up another young man from the cell next to you - Hickey. In his opinion, he was only there because of a mix-up as an Assassin, Connor Kenway, attacked him...of course

But as the group walked past you again, a pair of ice blue eyes turned to you, just visible in the shadow of his tricorn hat. Haytham's neutral gaze narrowed slightly for a moment before continuing on his way

“Have fun rotting, my dear”

Hickey's voice echoed through the air as he just winked at you with a dirty grin and walked past your cell