Rhys makes a louder and even more unhappy grunt than last time as the full weight of the other inmate comes down on him. The mattress is smothering--crushing too much air out of already oxygen starved lungs.
He manages to wedge his robotic arm out just enough to allow him to take a breath and shout up-- muffled through the fabric.
"The longer I'm in here the more I'm gonna do it, you stupid undead asshole!"
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He manages to wedge his robotic arm out just enough to allow him to take a breath and shout up-- muffled through the fabric.
"The longer I'm in here the more I'm gonna do it, you stupid undead asshole!"