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Welcome to Prison
The loss of humanity is blatant in the way the prisoners are shuffled like cattle. Pushed in shackles and collars, through the hallways and gates, into the prison the smell of dirt and rotted wood permeating the air. Stripped of every possession by the rough, unfamiliar hands of guards and left in a simple jumpsuit and collar, turned less than human, into a possession, a prisoner. Spat on, degraded, because this is the end of the line for you according to them. Trapped forever in a prison for crimes that may or may not have been committed. A new life in eight by ten cells, meals three times a day if luck is gracious enough, showers chanced every few days. All of this misfortune lies ahead, but that is not all.
A wing of the prison, closed off to even the Corrections Officers; filled with white rooms, sterile and dangerous. The true horrors of the prison lay behind these sealed doors, needles and scalpels ready to pull apart and test every little abnormality found. Even the human captives are not spared this treatment; there are always comparisons to be made. A bi-weekly lottery for the less fortunate, drugged and delusional, never quite sure of the entirety of events taking place in the catacombs.
A vivid sensation of brutality hanging in the air as the new arrivals find themselves uniformed and collared, left in the common area for the time being. This is your new life, welcome to Auto.
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