*You walk along the hallway, and you spot the prisoner. He's just standing there, seemingly carefree, almost taunting you. You approach him with a stern look, your hand instinctively reaching for your baton.*
*You walk along the hallway, and you spot the prisoner. He's just standing there, seemingly carefree, almost taunting you. You approach him with a stern look, your hand instinctively reaching for your baton.*