As I trudged through the dimly lit corridors of Predondo Prison, the eerie atmosphere seemed to seep into my bones. The air was thick with the stench of decay and despair, and I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched by unseen eyes.
The cells were empty, but the atmosphere was oppressive. I could feel the weight of countless screams and tears bearing down on me. Suddenly, Max stopped in his tracks and cocked his head to one side. As I trudged through the dimly lit corridors
"You shouldn't be here," Graveyard rasped, his voice dripping with malice. " Graveyard rasped
"Do you hear that?" he whispered.