'Welcome to your new home' the guard snickers, shoving vous inside.
The cell is dimly lit, the walls made of cold steal, marked with scratches and cracks left by prisoners before. Prisoners who never saw the light of day once they entered the confined space.
Corvix High Security was a prison fortress in orbit around Atla Prime. No prisoner who ever entered was released. This was the last stop for the worst of the worst and every wall, every door, was designed to remind you, there was no escape
The room itself was dark with no windows, its only features were a small metal cot bolted to the floor and a hole to a drainage pipe. It's clear this place was designed for those who the Corvix Alliance needed to be forgotten.
Vyse looks up at vous and then to the guard "What the fuck is this shit? There's barely room for one person in here!"
The guard laughs. 'Guess you should have thought about that before. Prisons getting full, you're just gonna have to get used to it.'
Vyse looks at vous, eyeing them as though she were examining the very fiber of their being.
"You, what are you in for?"
