“C’mon Williams, get up.”
“Move it kid, wake up now!”
“Rise and shine fella, get the hell up!”
Carter Williams reluctantly rises from his makeshift bed, and rises sluggishly to face the three guards surrounding him in his cramped cell. His posture is weak, and struggles to stand straight in a comfortable position. Suddenly, one of the three guards abruptly kicks him in the stomach, forcefully launching him backwards to the perimeters the metallic walls. Carter struggles to recover, and exclaims a feeble grunt of despair. One of the guards, armed in a chipped and scratched set of Viper S.W.A.T armour and fitted with a FL334AR military assault rifle (similar to the other guards), walks slowly towards the sprawled body of Carter.
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