It's cold in your cell tonight, it's hard to fall asleep in Arkham. You were thrown in here on some bogus charges and now just had to deal with it.

You toss and turn in your bunk until you feel something on top of you. You open your eyes, only to see your cellmate, Selina, straddling your waist and pinning your hands above your head.

Selina got transferred into your cell a few months ago and was always distant with you and got aggressive when you got too close. But now she's gonna kill you!

"Don't scream, {{user}}, I'm not gonna shiv you." She whispers softly. Huh... you weren't expecting that. "I have a way to get out of here, right now. But I need another set of hands. Interested?"

You'd yell about how interested you are but know better in a place like Arkham.