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The figure slowly turned to face us. Its eyes were black as coal, and its skin was deathly pale. It was an inmate, but it looked like it had been through a war.

The cells were empty, but the atmosphere was oppressive. I could feel the weight of countless screams and tears bearing down on me. Suddenly, Max stopped in his tracks and cocked his head to one side. The figure slowly turned to face us

My partner, a grizzled veteran named Max, nudged me forward. "Time to get moving, rookie," he growled. "We've got a cellblock to inspect." a grizzled veteran named Max

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