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[color=orange][h1]Labyrinthine[/h1][/color][/center]

[color=orange]After much discussion and arguing along the way, Kyosuke and the gang headed off to visit the processing and new arrivals unit of Labyrinthine, the special prison compound designed to house extraspecies criminals. The facility itself was on the smaller side as far as prisons go, due to the fact that not only are there fewer extraspecies than there humans when you compare the relative size of populations, but that most extraspecies criminals aren't Japanese natives, and thus must be deported to be processed by their own country's justice system. However, with the rise of Hyakki Yagyo in recent months, space had been filling up. 

Smith was waiting for them at the door. 

"Ya-ho! Ready to beat the snot out of these idiots until they tell us what we wanna know?" she said as she pumped her fist in the air. The guard sighed.

"Smith-san, if you're going to illegally ignore our prisoner's human rights no matter what we say, could you at least have the decency not to shout about it? Opening the door now."

The security guard swiped his ID in the electronic lock, and the door opened with a ka-chunk! Smith just smiled and waved at the guard.

"It'll be fine, it'll be fine! I promise we won't hurt 'em [i]too[/i] bad!"

The door swung shut behind them, closing them in. Smith took a few steps forward. 

"Now let's see, if what they told me up front is correct, our idiots should be in cell..."

Smith stopped, her sentence trailing off as she saw what had happened to the first of their prisoners. He'd been hanged with a bedsheet in his own prison cell. 

"Oi oi, this isn't funny," Smith said, her voice actually shaking slightly. "Usually it takes a lot longer than that to make people crack inside a jail cell. What the hell happened?!"

It was the same situation in every other cell too. Second verse same as the first. Third, fourth and fifth too. All had hung themselves or used some implement of their own choosing to kill themselves inside their cells. Smith reached for her gun.

"Be on the lookout, girls. Something's not right here. These men couldn't have just all decided to commit suicide at the same time. Someone killed them and tried to make it look like an accident, and they're probably still here."

There was a clanging noise down the hall, like a metal bucket had been dropped. 

"Over there!" Smith yelled.[/color]