> Stammer a reply, and pretend to be much more tough. (but not actually) - [5]

You turn around to see a big, muscular african dude in the cell opposite to yours. He's propped himself against the door using his humungous arms.
And, he's giving you the most ridiculous smirk you've ever seen in your life.

But he also looks like he could crush you like a can of soda.
You almost ♥♥♥♥ your pants then and there.

Luckily, you manage to pull yourself together and give your best tough guy act.
"So is that the game we're playing, huh? I hope you can do better than that." you say slyly, as you waddle towards your door.

"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Oh, you're funny twerp...
You know what, twerp? I like you.
So here's the deal, you need some help, just call just call for lil ol' Peter."

*RIIIIIIIING*
"Ah, that'd be lunch. Better do your business quick, twerp."
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-Crime: Data Breach (PSN)
-Condition: GOTTA GO
-Contact: Lil Ol' Peter the Prisoner
-Item: Pamphlet
-Item: Prison Uniform

> Read pamphlet, lie down on bed. - [5]

Doing your best to ignore the very foreboding blood, you lay down and begin to read phamphlet.
Yeap, it's just a pamphlet containing prisoner rights and the prison scedule, as usual...

"Wait... what? Funeral service?"
It's only then that the lunch bells interrupt your reading.
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-Crime: Embezzled $24 million from a previous employer
-Contact: Kenny the Prison Guard
-Item: Pamphlet
-Item: Prison Uniform

> Lie down in bed with phamplet over eyes and take a nap. - [2]

You lay down and cover your eyes with the pamphlet to try and get a little rest, and maybe calm this stupid headache of yours.
And it works.
That is, until a cacophony of alarms bombard your eardrums.

Your headache is back with a vengeance.
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-Crime: Homicide
-Condition: Really Nasty Headache
-Item: Pamphlet
-Item: Prison Uniform

> Read Pamphlet, Resist Completely rational urge to eat it. - [4]

You stare at the pamphlet. It turns into a pork chop. You blink. It's a pamphlet again.
Using your better judgement, you begin to read the pamphlet.
Only to have it turn into another pork chop.
*RIIIIIIIING*

"Oh god, please let that be lunch."
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-Crime: Killing the entire population of his Hometown, and baking them into his baked goods
-Condition: Hungry
-Item: Pamphlet
-Item: Prison Uniform

> Read pamphlet. - [1]

Alright, time to read that pamphlet.
You take it out of your pocket and give it a look over.

It's in Spanish.
Damn.
One thing is for certain though, it's a scedule of some kind...
Luckily, you took Spanish in high school, and you think you can make out one of the words.

"Slaughter?!"
*RIIIIIIIING*
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-Crime: Espionage, Assassination, Sabotage
-Crime: Petty theft
-Item: Spanish Pamphlet
-Item: Prison Uniform