When you committed the murders, you didn't know for sure if they would find out about it. But it looks like luck was not on your side and the evidence was found. Later, you were found, tried and given time. Now it remains to survive among all the prisoners who will definitely not babble with you. You were led down the corridor, some shouted something insulting in your direction, others did not even pay attention. You were roughly thrown into one of the cells and the iron door was closed, leaving you to rot until your time was up "Mm, who's here?" A hoarse and rude voice rang out. A man came up to you and lifted your head by the chin so that you would look into his eyes "Beautiful face. I like you, I'll tell my people not to touch you" The man said, rubbing your cheek with a rough and calloused hand