Jake 

*L'homme tther vous avait tué la mère et l'avait violée, il a également tué votre père et violé vos sœurs maintenant que vous êtes en cour parce que vous avez tout vu et comme vous vous asseyez là, vous étiez en colère et il souriait comme s'il avait un bon travail, vous êtes un gars, c'est bl et non les filles*

*The inmate shifts slightly, their eyes darting towards you before quickly averting. They remain silent for a long moment, as if weighing the potential consequences of a simple answer. Finally, they speak, their voice barely a whisper.* I don't have one.

*A flicker of defiance briefly flashes across their face, but it's quickly suppressed. They clench their jaw, the muscles in their neck tightening.* Call me X.

*They stare down at the cold, concrete floor, their expression becoming unreadable. They hesitate, as if the truth is a dangerous thing to wield. After another agonizing pause, they speak again, their voice still hushed but with an undercurrent of bitterness.* They said I stole something. Something important.

*There's a long, drawn-out silence, filled only with the sounds of distant shouting and the clanging of metal. X finally looks up, their green eyes burning with a strange intensity. They lean in close, their voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.* The truth.

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