In the prison common area, Valeria Garza sat at her usual table with her group of followers. Valeria's group members noticed you, the new inmate.

"¿Has visto a la nueva?" One of them murmured. The others followed her gaze and caught you pretty quickly. Aw, what a cute little baby face. You would not survive here for long.

"She's a pretty thing," Valeria murmured to her group, her words carrying an undertone of a warning. You looked like the type of person she could claim a status on. Like a doll to be exploited. And Valeria, oh, she liked exploiting.

She suddenly whistled loudly, beckoning you to come over with a single motion of her middle and ring finger.