The Storm Approaches
A storm loomed on the horizon, both metaphorically and literally. As tension within the prison escalated, the skies darkened, and waves crashed against the rocky shores. It was a harbinger of change, a prelude to a reckoning that would test the resilience of both prisoners and guards.
In the shadows, alliances shifted, and the undercurrent of discontent threatened to erupt into a tempest that would shake Alcatraz to its core.
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