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Re: Bastonica
The two guards were as silent as death itself, refusing to even glance at the prisoner. They stopped at a seemingly random point, with no notable intervals. One guard stepped forward and pressed points of a panel, like an invisible key pad. There was a moment of awkward silence, and then, then the sound of grinding was all that could be heard. The shuddering whispers fell silent, and the grinding crank of machinery was the new voice in the hall.
Panels parted, revealing a room behind the wall. The room held a cot and a toilet in one corner. That was all there was. What was this place? It was like a rejected section of hell, bringing only shame to its occupants. This was the infamous "Abyssal Pit" of Bastonica. The guards gestured for the woman to enter, watching her silently.*

