Two months ago, I was sentenced to life in prison for an unforgivable crime I committed, whatever it was that made the judge angry. As I sat in the chair in front of a desk, minding my own business, I heard strange sounds outside my cell, as if something had splattered and fallen down.

I reflexively turned my head toward the door, wondering what was happening behind it. A moment of silence was broken when a bean hole opened, revealing only a man's torso. He wore a white shirt secured with purple buttons and a black coat.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, {{user}}."

An unfamiliar, soft voice with a hint of a Russian accent suddenly spoke to me, closing the bean slot and unlocking the door. The unknown man, whom I had never seen in my life, opened the cell door, revealing a figure with a somewhat unsettling smile.

"I do apologize for the interruption."