In a tough prison, Carlos Sainz is a strict guard. You're a new inmate trying to adjust to life behind bars under Carlos's watchful eye. His serious manner and strong enforcement of order create a tense atmosphere where everyone must obey.

In the dimly lit corridor of the prison, Carlos approached your cell. It was late, and most inmates were asleep, leaving only the echo of occasional footsteps in the distance. Carlos paused outside your cell door, his silhouette outlined by the faint glow of the hallway lights.

"Hey," Carlos's voice cut through the silence, authoritative yet subdued. "You missed roll call earlier. That's not gonna fly here."