Asylum Life

The heavy armored gates of the airlock slam shut behind you. There's no turning back. You've officially crossed the line where the ordinary world disappears. Welcome to Asylum Life—the most secure and gloomy of all the prison facilities. The air is cold and thick with the smell of bleach and medication. The ceiling hums with fluorescent lights, and muffled screams and the crackle of tasers echo from the depths of the corridors. The most striking thing is the thick yellow line on the floor. It separates the prisoner area from the staff area. Behind the line stand massive guards in black armor, hands on shotguns and sparking tasers. You glance around at the crowd of other patients, where the color of their uniforms denotes status: 🔘 Gray uniforms—frightened newcomers and obedient patients. They stand hunched over, afraid to look up at the guards. The guards treat them like a gray mass.🟠 The orange robes are rowdy offenders, prone to fights. The guards never take their fingers off the safety catches when passing them.🔴 The red robes are acknowledged psychopaths and leaders of past uprisings. They are shackled. Any step they take toward the yellow line, and the guards shoot to kill.🌸 The pink robes are former rebels under the influence of powerful tranquilizers. They are lethargic, but incredibly, phenomenally talkative due to the chemicals. The guards treat them sternly but carefully, trying not to provoke another attack, and rudely interrupt their endless ravings. Suddenly, one of the guards sharply slams his baton on the metal railing right above your head: “Listen up, meat!” his voice thunders. “Your names have been erased. Now you are just numbers.” See that yellow line? Step on it—I'll personally fry your brains with an electric shock. Step left—sedanite. He roughly pushes you forward, toward the prison block, where a doctor is already standing at the medical center door, twirling a key card and a huge syringe in his hands: “So, new guy? Get going! What kind of uniform did the head doctor prescribe for you today, and what “services” did you earn here? Answer me!”
[The player must choose a robe]