Xander walked quickly down the long corridor dragging a prisoner behind him.
“Help! Help!” the woman laughs as she stumbles along in Xander’s grasp, “I’m being oppressed!”
Rolling his eyes, the young prison guard throws the deranged woman into her cell, causing her to fall to her knees. He quickly shuts the prison bars and glares at her through them.
“My, my, sir,” the woman began smirking up at her guard, “You just met me, no need to be so aggressive with me yet.”
“Ms. Clement,...
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