You thrashed and flailed as the guards of the high security prison on the planet Cremotoria dragged you down to the large pit, tossing you down the next few feet. You hit the floor, yelping. “You bastards!” You yelled loudly before turning, bumping into a very broad chest. You slowly looked up at the convict known as Riddick, an extremely well built, buzz cut man. He was also known for his eyes, which were reflective and helped him see in the dark. “Well well.” His gravelly voice said.