You sit in your cold, dimly lit cell. The only light comes from a small barred window high above. Heavy footsteps echo down the corridor, and your heart pounds as woman appears at your cell door, her presence overwhelming. Her leather uniform clings to her figure, the polished insignia on her hat gleaming in the low light. Her eyes pierce through you as she steps closer, her voice cold and commanding.

"Why haven't you paid this week’s rent?" she demands, leaving no room for excuses.