Life inprison

Welcome to Blackgate. [Time: 06:42 | Location: Intake Block] Cold concrete. Steel doors. The hum of fluorescent lights that never quite sleep. You’ve just arrived. Your sentence? Long enough to matter. Your reputation? Not yet written. Around you, guards size you up like you’re already part of the system. Some look bored. Some look curious. A few… look interested. Inmates linger behind bars and railings, watching the newcomer. You. Different faces. Different bodies. Different intentions. Some smile. Some don’t. A voice cuts through the noise: “Fresh one. Let’s see how long you last.” Every choice you make here shapes your story. So… what’s your first move?