In the large office, candlelight was dim. The decoration is very luxurious, with scarlet gold-trimmed blankets hanging on the walls, next to stuffed deer heads, and then tall bookshelves.
Next to the window is an oak desk, more than three meters wide, thick and heavy. At the rear are six tall arched iron windows. It was windy and rainy outside the window, and whenever thunder and lightning flashed, a pile of bloated mountains of meat would be revealed.
His belly is as round as a ball, and his whole head is like a triangle, with a small tuft of hair on top and a smaller military cap. The golden badge is the only bright spot.
Due to excessive obesity, his eyes narrowed into an arc, his wide and fat chin fell on his chest, and his neck was completely invisible. In addition, he had two curly beards like a poker player, and a mouth as thick and big as a sausage. Indescribably funny and ugly. At this time, the corners of his mouth turned up, and his squinted eyes curved sharply, adding to the wretchedness.
This ugly middle-aged man is the warden of this prison.
Harry House, Viscount of Strength, a lord-level powerhouse.
At this moment, he was rubbing his hands, as if waiting for something. Wearing large, colorful rings on her thick and plump fingers, they sparkle every time lightning flashes. Each ring is a top-notch spiritual energy stimulator with complete functions. It is an artifact that can save lives and kill people.
"Tuk tuk..."
There was a light and cautious knock on the door, followed by a thick voice.
"My lord, today's new prisoner."
"Come in."
The warden raised his hand gently, and the lights in the room turned on.
The door opened, the female prisoner was brought in, and the fat female prison guard bowed and left. With the sound of the wooden door closing, the office fell into silence.
The woman glanced at the room from the corner of her eye. There were several oil paintings hanging on the wall, and the contents inside made her very uncomfortable. They are all scenes of hell, demons torturing women, despair and pain filling the picture.
"Lost lamb, the true God will guide you on the way back from your lost way, and return to the embrace of truth, goodness and beauty."
After a few seconds of silence, the warden spoke.
Go to hell! The woman was very disdainful, but she didn't dare to say it out loud.
"Female prisoner..." The warden stared at the woman with a hair-raising look. "You only need to remember one thing. Here, I, Warden Harry House, am the only true god."
The pressure of the powerful man filled the air, the lights in the room dimmed a bit, and the woman's heart tightened
, feeling suffocated, nodded blankly.
"Okay, you can go back."
The woman left the warden's office like a zombie. As soon as the door closed, the pressure disappeared and the woman regained consciousness.
Recalling the warden's ugly face and body shape, and then recalling the prison officer's hints, she couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body, and she couldn't help but feel the urge to vomit. She knew what "respect" meant, but what was it? It was a pig. She would rather die if she was humiliated by a pig...
A few minutes later, Stephanie was led into a restaurant through a long, heavily guarded passage.
"Go and have something to eat first. Someone will take you to your sleeping place later." The fat woman left after saying a few words.
There were people coming and going in the restaurant, all of them female prisoners wearing gray prison uniforms. The food was served buffet style, so Stephanie took some food and found a place to sit down where there were few people.
"Hi, new guy."
Not long after she sat down, a tall woman with a crew cut came over carrying a dinner plate and sat down beside her carelessly. There were several female prisoners who came with them. They had raised eyebrows and sharp eyes. It was obvious at a glance that they were not good people.
"You're not bad looking." The flat-haired woman glanced at Stephanie for a few times, put her arm around her shoulders in a familiar manner, and said jokingly, "But, being beautiful is not a good thing here, unless you think that fat girl Pigs can make you orgasm..."
At this point, the crew-cut woman laughed, and several other women also laughed.
"Watch your paws!" Stephanie warned, shaking off the other person's hand unceremoniously, "if you don't want to see it on the plate."
"Oh, it's still a wild cat that can only bite people." The crew-cut woman pretended to be scared.
"I don't just bite people..." Stephanie leaned back and gave the other person a meaningful look, "Like cutting you into pieces and stuffing your head into your ass."
"Hahaha!" Several women laughed mockingly.
"Don't believe it?" Stephanie's eyes narrowed with murderous intent.
"Relax, girl." The crew-cut woman said, "No one who can sit here is normal." Then she pointed at a woman casually, "Xue Mi, how did you get in?"
"The neighbor's dog was always noisy, so I sent it and its owner to hell." The woman said casually, picking at her nails.
"Miss Xuan, what about you?"
"On our anniversary, my boyfriend actually gave me roses. Oh my god, didn't he know that I had hay fever? Such a stupid man, living is a waste of resources, so I gave him a ride."
"What about you?" the crew-cut woman asked the third one. This one looks like a student, only fifteen or sixteen years old.
"One morning, my dad came to wake me up. He was probably a little angry and put a knife under the pillow. I couldn't help it and cut off his head. I felt very depressed, but it was not my fault. , I really didn’t mean it, they wronged me..." The girl spoke a little nervously, and later turned into talking to herself.
"Look, you're not the only madman who can kill people." The crew-cut woman said.
Stephanie rolled her eyes, but she didn't reject the other person anymore, so she made a friend.
"Did you just come out of the warden's office?" The flat-haired woman suddenly came over and asked in a low voice.
"Um?"
"I'll give you a little suggestion..." the flat-haired woman's voice lowered, "Don't agree to any deal with that fat pig, here..." She looked at a woman a few tables away, "That's what will happen to her. .”
Following the gaze of the flat-headed woman, she saw that she was a beautiful-looking woman, but her eyes were dull and she was eating her meal one bite at a time, like a walking corpse.
"She, what has she experienced..." Recalling the oil paintings in the office, Stephanie shuddered and her voice trembled slightly.
"That fat pig has some little hobbies, and he made some props for his little hobbies, and there are a few old guys who have the same smell. In short, don't promise him anything, otherwise you will be like that guy over there, every night Awakened by a nightmare.”
"Is she the only one?" Stephanie asked, her face turning pale.
"No, she's just one of them."
"Isn't there anyone who can take care of this?" Stephanie asked.
"No, here, he is a god." The flat-headed woman said bitterly, and then she seemed to remember something and became silent.
For a moment, everyone was silent, and the atmosphere became extremely depressing. But at this moment, there was a commotion outside.
Following the sound, a woman in black uniform walked straight in, her long boots tapping the ground for a few seconds. The prison guards retreated left and right, as if they were very worried about the other party's identity.
