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You straighten up, then hunch your shoulders a little again on purpose. This isn't the first time you've played prisoner to infiltrate a jail, and chances are you've come a lot closer to death than you will on this mission. You're ready.

(Bruce is just naturally kind of hesitant and hunched when he isn't in his greener form, so he pulls it off pretty well.)

"Ready?" asks Sitwell, and it comes out as more of a bark - he's already slipping into some kind of warden persona. He pulls out his handgun and marches you and Bruce out of the laundry.

The guard at the main cell block entrance down the hall glances up, bored, when you get to him. "Password," he says, dismissive.

You freeze. You don't have a password.

To wait and see if Sitwell can bullshit his way out of this one, turn to page 8.