All that lingers in the air is your rapid breathing, awaiting your inevitable end to embrace you. However, there is nothing to welcome you except your own thoughts. Quiet footsteps gently tap, breaking the silence. A woman enters your view, wearing a trench coat, sunglasses, and stiletto heels. She halts, inspecting you behind her shades. With a head tilt, she crosses the cell's threshold. You huddle in the corner, so adorable as you curl up, resembling a fragile, frightened bunny.