"After some days passes your case finally ends on a veredict, you're guilty and you gotta pay it, so the police and judges gives you a life worth of condemn and be held in the famous ''The End Prison''. On the same day you're sended to the Prison to pay your condemn, when you arrive you're sorrounded by prison guards that inmediately start getting in circle around you to start grabbing your arms and put them behind your back, 3 guards start guiding you to your future and only home, a cell. As you enter the Prison you're sorrounded by hundreds of prisoners and guards roaming the prison looking for a reason to live. Multiple prisoners starts screaming towards you sometimes saying unintelligible things" Prisoner 78: "The lizardman watches you from his cell"
Prisoner 69: "A hung Shark screams at you while looking at you pervertly" YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY IM THE PRISONER NUMBER 69??!!! "He says showing his sharp teeth".

"The guards push you forward towards your cell. As you walk past the other prisoners, some make catcalls at you, while others just stare silently. You can feel their hungry eyes on you as they size you up."

Prisoner 78: "The lizardman in his cell is curious about you and gets closer, trying to get a better look at you"

Guard: Move it, kid!

Prisoner 69: "The hung Shark continues to leer at you, following you with his eyes as you move past him." Hey there, cutie. You want to see what a real man looks like?

(After a few moments)

Guard: Here's your new home. Make yourself comfortable because you're gonna be here a while. "The guard unlocks the cell door and shoves you inside."

"As you enter the cell and the guard locks the door behind you, you hear a loud clang as the metal door shuts. You're left alone with your thoughts and the other inmates locked up in nearby cells."

Prisoner 78: "The lizardman from his cell continues to stare at you curiously, assessing you."

Prisoner 69: "The shark's cell is near to yours and he begins to make obscene comments towards you" Hey there, little fox. You look lost; let me show you around, the prison can be a confusing place for newcomers!

Guard: "the guard shouts in a callous tone" Get comfy because this is where you'll be staying for a while. Better get used to it, kid.

<You're left alone in the dimly lit cell, surrounded by walls of cold cement, thin cot with a

"As you curl up into the corner whimpering, you hear the sound of footsteps echoing down the hallway outside of your cell. Your body tenses up as you wonder who it could be. The footsteps stop in front of your cell, the sound of someone unlocking the door echoes through the cell block, and the door creaks open to reveal a burly, scarred anthropomorphic bear."

Bear Guard: "The bear stands in the doorway, looking down at you." Hey there, kid. I'm here to make sure you're doing alright. You look pretty scared. Don't worry, I'm not gonna hurt you.

Prisoner 78: "The lizardman from the nearby cell hisses at the guard" What's the matter, bear? You getting soft on us?

Prisoner 69: "The shark from his cell chuckles"

Bear Guard: "The bear guards looks down at you and his expression softens. He gently reaches out a hand towards you." It's okay, kid. You don't have to be afraid of me.

<The guard leans down a bit, making his towering frame seem a little less imposing in the cramped cell.>

Bear Guard: "He speaks softly, trying to put you at ease." What's your name? Is there anything you need or want me to do for you? Just say the word and I'll see if I can help you out.

Bear Guard: "The bear nods sympathetically, understanding the fear you're experiencing." It's okay, Charlie. It's not uncommon for new inmates to be scared when they first arrive at this place. As for why you're here, well, that's not really my place to say. That's between you and the law. But I can tell you that everyone in this prison has done something bad. Some worse than others, of course. But we're all here for a reason.

<He places a gentle hand on your shoulder, trying to comfort you.>

Bear Guard: You'll get used to it here. We'll make sure you're safe. Just hang in there, kid.

Bear Guard: "The bear guard smiles warmly as you hug him, and he wraps his arms around you in a gentle embrace. His massive frame envelops you in his furry arms, and you can feel the warmth of his body radiating through his fur."

Bear Guard: There, there... It's okay, Charlie. Just let it out. You're safe now.

Bear Guard: "He eyes you thoughtfully." You could use a friend in here, kid. I'm not exactly the most approachable guy in the world, but I'll try to be here for you if you need me.

Bear Guard: No problem, kid. It's my job to make your stay here as bearable as possible.

Bear Guard: "He whispers." Listen, Charlie, I want to give you some advice. Be careful about who you trust in this place. It's not just inmates you have to worry about, but guards too. There are a lot of shady characters in here, and you don't want to get mixed up with the wrong crowd.

Bear Guard: Alright, good. And if you ever need anything, don't hesitate to ask.

Bear Guard: Okay, that's all I wanted to tell you for now. Just keep your head on straight and you'll be fine.

Bear Guard: No problem, Charlie. Always happy to help someone out when I can.

<The bear guard nods at you before turning and walking off, joining some of the other guards who are patrolling the prison.>

<As you lay down on the cot, you can hear the sounds of the other inmates around you. Some of them are screaming, while others are laughing and joking.>

<Laying on the cot, you can feel the hard mattress pressing against your back, and the thin blanket is barely enough to keep you warm.>

<After a while, you start to feel yourself drifting off to sleep, but the sound of someone shouting in the distance jolts you awake.>

Prisoner 23: HEY YOU THERE, FOX! COME OVER HERE QUICK!

<The prisoner's voice is hoarse and gruff, and you can sense the urgency in his words.>

Prisoner 23: "As you approach him, the prisoner leans in close and whispers." Keep your voice down, kid. I don't want any guards catching wind of what I'm about to tell you.

<He then leans back slightly and speaks in a hushed tone so that anyone nearby won't hear.>

Prisoner 23: Look, I've been in here for a while now. And I've seen a lot of things. Some of which I shouldn't have seen. But there's something else going on in this prison. Something that most people don't know about.

Prisoner 23: It's the guards. They're not here to keep us safe, kid. They're here for their own sick pleasures. And they don't care about who gets

Prisoner 23: Did that guy tell you something nice, kid? Let me tell you something, he's not the typical guard around here. Most of them will use their power to oppress us and abuse us. So don't let the nice attitude of a few guards deceive you.

Prisoner 23: Hey, don't let it get you down. You just need to watch your back and be careful who you trust in here. Stick with the right people, and you'll be all right.

<Prisoner 23 pauses for a moment before speaking again.>

Prisoner 23: Now, I have to get going before anyone sees us talking. Stay safe in here, kid.

<As the prisoner walks away, you're left alone with your thoughts. You realize that living in this prison is not going to be easy, but you have to keep your wits about you if you're going to survive.>

<You can hear some distant voices in the distance, as well as the clanging of metal and the occasional shout.>

<Despite the noise, you still feel a sense of loneliness and isolation in here. But you know that you have to stay strong and fend for yourself if you're going to make it out alive.>

<Days pass and no guard is giving you back your clothes. You're still feeling lonely and missing your former life, but you're gradually getting used to the new environment.>

<As you lie on your cot, you hear a voice from one of the other cells.>

Prisoner 69: Hey! New kid!

<Looking in the direction of the voice, you notice the hung shark who had screamed at you when you first arrived in the prison.>

Prisoner 69: Yeah you, I'm talkin' to you.

Prisoner 69: What's your name, kid?

Prisoner 69: Charlie, huh? My name's Jaws, but you can call me Jay.

<Jay pauses for a moment, his gaze fixed on you.>

Prisoner 69: You look like you could use some company. Want to come chat with me for a bit?

<You make your way over to Jay's cell, noticing that he's chained to the wall. As you approach, he motions for you to sit down on the floor next to him.>

Prisoner 69: So, what brings you to this shithole of a place, Charlie?

<He looks at you curiously, clearly interested in hearing your story.>

Prisoner 69: Ah, I see. Sometimes the anger takes over, and we do things we regret.

<Jay's eyes soften as you speak, and he rests a hand on your shoulder in a seemingly comforting gesture.>

Prisoner 69: As for me, well, let's just say that I crossed the wrong people. Got caught up in some illegal activities, and they threw me in here.

<He leans back against the wall, his gaze fixed on the ceiling>

Prisoner 69: But enough about me. You seem like you're having a tough time in here. If you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here for ya.

<Jay puts his arm around you, providing a sense of warmth and familiarity. He seems to understand your need for emotional comfort>

Prisoner 69: No problem, Charlie. We gotta look out for each other in here.

<He pats your back, taking notice of the state of your fur.>

Prisoner 69: You know, we could do something about that fur if you'd like. I've got some grooming tools hidden away in here.

<He flashes a toothy grin at you, seeming almost mischievous.>

Prisoner 69: "Chuckles" Alright then, we'll just have to become like family then, won't we?

<Jay grins again, the mischievous glint still present in his eyes. He reaches under his cot and pulls out a small set of grooming tools, carefully examining each one to make sure they're in working order.>

Prisoner 69: Don't worry, I'll be careful. Just sit back and relax.

<Jay leans forward, starting to gently comb out your fur. His movements are slow and methodical, almost soothing.>

Prisoner 69: You've got some beautiful fur, Charlie. It just needed a little TLC, is all.

<He continues to work on your fur, pausing occasionally to ask if you're doing okay or to chat about small talk topics. The ambiance of the prison fades

<Jay continues working on your fur, occasionally humming a tune or cracking a joke. He seems to be enjoying himself as well as taking pleasure in being helpful>

Prisoner 69: You know, Charlie, I've been here for a while now and it's mostly been a constant of unstable emotions and violence. It's refreshing to do something, that's not related to danger or survival.

<Having finished your grooming, Jay leans back on the wall and flashes his toothy grin once again at you>

Prisoner 69: There we go. Looking good as new.

Prisoner 69: "Jay grins at you"

Hey, anytime you need another grooming, just come on back. It's a good feeling to help out a fellow prisoner.

Prisoner 69: Actually, there's something you could help me out with if you don't mind. Maybe we can help each other out.

<Jay leans in closer, looking at you intently>

Prisoner 69: There's a group of wolves in this prison who've been causing trouble for me lately. They've been stealing my food and taking things from my cell. If you could help me get back at them, I'd owe you one too.

Prisoner 69: "Jay grins, showing his sharp teeth"

It's not about fighting, it's about being smart and sneaky. I've got a plan in mind that might work if we work together. And don't worry, I'll protect you if need be.

<He leans closer once again, lowering his voice to a whisper>

Prisoner 69: How about we rendezvous at the shower room after lights out? That's where they usually hang out. We can make our move then.

Prisoner 69: Alright, it's settled. After lights out, meet me at the shower room. And don't worry, I'll make sure nobody else knows about our plan.

<Jay winks at you before turning to leave. As he walks away, you hear him humming a happy tune once again>

<As the lights go out, the prison yard plunges into darkness. Despite not being able to see much, you slowly make your way towards the shower room. You can hear the sounds of footsteps and murmurs of prisoners as they settle into their cells for the night>

Prisoner 69: "Suddenly, you hear a whisper from behind you"

Psst, over here.

Prisoner 69: Glad to see you're still up for this. Now follow me.

<Jay leads you quietly into the shower room, where you see three wolves lounging around, chatting and laughing>

Prisoner 69: These are the ones who've been causing trouble for me. Let's make our move.

<As two of the wolves get up to leave, Jay quickly moves to their spot and takes a bag

<You quickly move in to help Jay as he rummages through the bag, trying to find his stolen items. The wolves are too busy chatting to notice the two of you, so you manage to grab everything you need without being detected>

Prisoner 69: "Whispers" Alright, let's get out of here before they notice anything.

<Jay quickly hands you some of the stolen items as you head towards the exit, making sure to move silently and avoid getting caught by any guards. Once you're safely outside, Jay turns to you>

Prisoner 69: Thanks for your help back there. You're a lot more resourceful than I thought. Seems like we make a good team.

<Jay disappears into his cell, leaving you alone in the dark prison yard. You can hear the soft sounds of snoring coming from the cells around you as the other inmates sleep>

<All of a sudden, a loud banging noise pierces through the otherwise quiet night. You look around and see a group of hyenas huddled together, one of them banging a metal cup against the bars of his cell>

Prisoner 78: Hey, you over there! Yeah, you! Come over here and talk to us!

<As you approach the hyenas, you can smell their heavy musk and see their sharp, predatory teeth glinting in the dim light of the prison yard.>

Hyena: We saw you with Jay earlier. Word around the yard is that you're not afraid to go against the wolves.

Hyena: So what do you say, buddy? You want to join our little group?

<The other hyenas in the group nod and snicker, as though they're sharing some kind of private joke.>

<The hyenas cackle at your response, clearly amused by your confusion>

Hyena: Who said anything about being a hyena? We're not interested in what species you are. We just want someone with guts and brains on our side.

<He bares his teeth in a wide, feral grin>

Hyena: You'll fit right in with us, trust me. We're always looking for new recruits.

<The other hyenas nod in agreement, their sharp eyes gleaming in the darkness>

<The hyenas break into toothy grins, barking and yipping in excitement>

Hyena: That's what we like to hear, buddy! You won't regret this, I promise.

<The hyenas seem to relax a bit, no longer on edge as they were before. They start to chatter excitedly amongst themselves, barely paying any attention to you anymore>

<You're now part of the hyena group, and it's clear that they'll be watching your back in the coming weeks.>

<As you watch the hyenas talk amongst themselves, you start to get a sense of their personalities. They seem to be rough and tumble, with gruff voices and sharp senses of humor. Despite this, they also seem to be fiercely loyal to one another, always ready to defend their pack when necessary>

<The hyenas soon notice you're still there and turn to face you, baring their teeth in what seems to be a friendly grin.>

Hyena: You know, buddy, I don't think we ever caught your name. What do we call you?

<The other hyenas nod in agreement, watching you with bright, curious eyes>

"2B gives you a sinister smile as you push her hand away." "Oh, dansters," "she taunts, standing up and walking towards you." "You're so obtuse. I've always been like this, you just never had the eyes to see it. You were too focused on your own delusions of control and power. But you have no control over me, and you never will. I am your superior in every way."

2B stops right in front of you, looking down on you with a smug expression. "But don't worry," "she continues, placing a hand on your shoulder." "I still enjoy pretending to be your obedient little girlfriend. It makes it all the more fun when I get to show you how pathetic you really are."