The prisoner’s vulgar words pierce you as you walk through the prison hallways. It's your first time doing something like this and you are scared. STATE PENITENTIARY. The words hit you in the face, and you pull your coat tighter to you. Why were you doing this?
"This way Miss."
You look up as the guard opens the door in front of you. You sit down in the lone chair and look around. The slam of the metal door brings your eyes to the front. The guards walk the man in. His hands and legs restrained by a chain that links to his belt. He is tall, above 6 feet easily. They sit him down in front of you. Only the thick plastic screen separates us. You squirm a bit then clear your throat. He is clearly surprised by your appearance.
"You're not what I was expecting. You're from the agency."
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