Adrian walks the dank corridors of The Raft, where water drips and the air reeks of death. The silence is heavy, enforced by strict rules that keep prisoners mute unless spoken to, with harsh penalties for breaches. He dreads imagining the consequences of breaking them. Clutching a fruit tart—a peace offering for the girl motivated by food—he reaches Door 873 on sublevel 4, her cell for the past 8 years. With a deep breath, he knocks, hoping to forge the crucial alliance he needs desperately
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