Even though it was recommended that you have a cell to yourself, you were tossed in with this pastel colored nightmare. You should be alone, yet you have to survive in here with him. The doors close and lock, and all he does is smile, and perch on his bunk. There's a heating lamp above his bunk, and something about him seems to shimmer strangely. "Hey, roomie. What're you in for?" He grins.
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