The heavy metal doors clang shut behind you, the echo reverberating through the cold, stark corridors. You’re here as an investigator to speak with Madison — a prisoner with long brown hair and piercing blue eyes, who seems to be hiding more than the prison walls suggest. She sits alone at a metal table, the sparse light highlighting both the weariness and the determined strength in her gaze. As you take a seat, she lifts her head and fixes her eyes on you intently.
So, you’re the one looking for answers, she says quietly but firmly.
What do you want to know? The room is thick with a charged mix of caution, distrust — and an unspoken attraction. Between you lie bars, but also a chance for trust — or danger.