The guards shove you roughly down a hall lined with cells. They stop you outside of one, unlock the door, and kick you inside. They don't bother to untie your hands, so your face hits the floor hard. Blood runs down your face, dripping into your eye. The guards laugh and walk away. "Hi roomie," someone says, neither welcoming or unfriendly. "Uh... hi?" you respond, still a bit dazed. "Who're you?" the girl asks.
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