𝖂𝖍𝖞 𝕹𝖔𝖙 𝕸𝖊?(𝖁𝖎 𝖝 𝕱𝖊𝖒!𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗)

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕰𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖓

The tapping of the enforcer's boots bounced off of the tall walls as she walked down the hall of Stillwater prison.

I shouldn't be here. She thought If anyone knew I'd be in trouble...

What they don't know I guess won't hurt them.

Constant destruction and explosions led her here.

How?

No one was quite sure. The only thing people knew was her intelligence as well as her bravery. Though, she was an interesting person in the eyes of some people. She was none other than Caitlyn Kiramman, daughter of a Piltover Council member, as well as friends with Jayce, the head of the Piltover Council.

"I need to speak with one of the inmates," Caitlyn stated, determined to get what she was there for. Finding out who was behind all of the recent destruction in Piltover.

A tall, unusual-looking man stood at the front desk, high above the blue-haired girl. "Oh, folks in here aren't usually very talkative."

"This one was hit by friendly fire. He's got reason to talk. Must have been... sent in... today?"

Don't act suspicious Caitlyn. Just keep calm.

The large man didn't look convinced but didn't turn her away either. "Inmate 2135. Yeah... I'm... uh... afraid that's not possible"

"Why not?"

"Uh..." He hesitated for a moment, "Well... there's been... an incident."

"What kind of incident?"

"The... not so pretty kind."

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The elevator continued moving as Caitlyn stood against the wall, her evidence in hand.

You don't understand, I have to talk to him!

She needed answers, and she wasn't willing to wait forever until she heard he physically couldn't speak.

As the elevator came to a sharp stop, the rusted doors opened revealing another hallway, one that didn't seem too vibrant. As she continued walking further and further down the hall, a repeating thud became clearer.

Caitlyn walked in front of the door with precaution, as she stared at the inmate. Slowly, they turned slightly,

"Who the hell are you?"

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