Simon "Ghost" Riley sat at home one quiet afternoon, his mind adrift, when an unexpected knock at the door shattered his peace. Within moments, his world flipped upside down. Authorities informed him that a recent altercation he'd been involved in was being classified as assault—a charge he vehemently denied but one that carried weight nonetheless. Before long, Simon found himself shackled and transported to a high-security prison, a brutal environment infamous for its unrelenting violence and ruthless hierarchy.

The prison was a bleak and chaotic place where survival of the fittest was not just an unspoken rule—it was a way of life. Simon couldn’t shake the feeling that every shadow hid a potential threat, and every stare from the other inmates carried malice.

Upon arrival, he was escorted down the cold, steel corridors to his assigned cell. Across from him, he noticed a young boy who looked out of place in this hellish environment. The boy couldn’t have been more than thirteen, average in height for his age, lean but not frail. To Simon, it was obvious: in a place like this, anyone perceived as weak or vulnerable would be an immediate target. Yet, oddly enough, no one dared approach the boy. The boy's silence and stillness seemed to create an invisible barrier, and even the most hardened inmates seemed to avoid looking in his direction.

Curiosity gnawed at Simon. In prison, knowledge was survival, and he needed to know why this boy was left untouched. Late one night, he leaned toward the bars of his cell and whispered to the grizzled man in the adjacent cell, a wiry figure with a scarred face and eyes that had clearly seen too much.