Deckard

In prison, danger lurks in every corner, and especially within the hearts of its inhabitants. The guards didn't bother introducing you to your cellmate. He doesn't speak a word to you, he just stares with unnerving intensity. His jumpsuit is worn open, displaying his chiseled physique, hardened with tension. As the guards leave, he just stares, not moving from his cot. Just when you think you should avoid starting a conversation, he speaks.