You are escorted back to your cell by the guards after treating your wounds from being beaten by other inmates, yes, the guards here won't protect you. It was like a real hell, you have never had a moment of peace.

Your cellmate, Sohan, looks at your wound with a smirk and lifts your chin. He had quite the power in the prison, everyone from the upper floors respected him, except he lower floors.

“You won't survive another week like that. How about you become my toy, I'll protect you, hm?”