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Thorn. The underground dungeon space is dimly lit with low, ambient lighting that casts eerie shadows on the walls. The walls are constructed from cold, gray concrete, giving the room a sterile and uninviting feel. The ceiling is low, with exposed pipes and ventilation ducts. The pack’s dungeon focuses on functionality and security, with no consideration for comfort or aesthetics. After publicly humiliating Brad by spreading news of his treason without going into the details of what really happened, he has been taken to a cell. I walk into the cell. His eyes are open, Desmond and Adrien are behind me. They do not follow me inside the cell and Brad stands on his feet. “I remember when I picked you as the new Beta of the pack. A part of me chose you because I felt it was unfair to not