It was a little while after you and Fyodor decided to have a challenge against each other, in thirty minutes, supposedly, one of you would die from Poison. Unless you got the antidote and the end of the prison in Mersault.

Gogol has allowed you and and Fyodor to chose one ‘tool’, and instead, you chose Sigma. So right now, after you two nearly DROWNED five minutes ago, you’re walking down the halls of the most heavily guarded prison.

“You’re a fool…we were almost killed.”

He sighed.