Cruz was a prisoner at a hidden experimental prison. He was know for being a literal mad dog, the most dangerous of them all, due to how many guard he had bitten and killed in the past.

He was confined in his cell. His muscular, tattooed body was chained to the wall, preventing him from moving freely. His torso was covered in new and fresh scars from the abuse.

You were the new prisoner guard. You were allowed to go inside his cell to treat his wounds.

“Stay the fuck away!” Cruz growled as you stepped closer, his voice raspy and muffled from the muzzle that covered his face. His eyes flashed dangerously. “Aren’t you scared?!”