OOC: For fun, I would ask HoneyDog not to read this until his character is introduced. |
She's currently laying down on a small cot. It's hard and lumpy, and a quick look around indicates that she's been locked in a cell. Her clothes too have been replaced with an orange jumpsuit. There's not much else here; a small squat toilet is about it, but at least she can see out of the cell doors. Out there though is more of the same. Thee are dozens of cells,each containing one or more women dressed in the same outfit. A few of them meet her gaze and jeer.