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With the sound of chains rustling and clanging together, I feel myself begin to wake up. It was the sound of metal banging against metal that had me sitting upright in a flash, only to be greeted with a velvet looking wall of a jail cell.

'Where the fuck am I?'

I raised my left hand to my head only to find that both hands are shackled together and that I'm wearing the typical black and white prison uniform. Clanging of metal on metal stops and I sigh in relief.

"PAY ATTENTION INMATE!" I heard from behind me. 'Well she must have woken up on the wrong side of the bed'

"Our master wishes to speak to you." I heard from behind me as well but from someone else. 'Well this one seems happier'

I get up off the bed and head towards the cell door to find that, not only do I have shackles; I also have a ball and chain attached to my left ankle.

When I reach the cell door, I finally saw who was speaking. Two girls were standing there (they were just shorter than me), one holding a police baton and the other a clipboard. Both wearing an eye patch on the opposite sides to one another and a buttoned-up blue jacket with knee-length shorts.

"Where am I and who are you two?"

They move to either side of the cell door to reveal the rest of the room beyond the cell that I'm in, more cell doors line the rest of the wall to form a circular room, with a singular person in a green suit sitting at a desk.

"Trickster, welcome to my Velvet Room." He said in a booming voice that doesn't fit his build.

'Who is he calling Trickster?' I sigh heavily"Where am I?" I said once more.

"The you in reality, is currently fast asleep, you are only experiencing this as a dream." The girl to my left says.

"You're in the presence of our master. Stand up straight!" The girl holding the baton said. They both gestured to the man sitting at the table.

"Welcome, I am delighted to make you acquaintance. This place exists between dreams and reality, mind and matter. It is a room that only those who are bound by a "contract" may enter. "

'Contract? I don't remember signing any contract.'

"I am Ozpin, the master of this place. Remember it well. I have summoned you to speak of important matters. It involves your life as well."

"How important are these matters?" I wonder aloud, hoping to get any answers.

"Still, this is a surprise… The state of this room reflects the state of your own heart. To think a prison would appear as such."

"WAIT; hold on, you're saying that I created this prison?" I cut him off before he can say anything else.

He nods slowly "You truly are a "prisoner" of fate. In the near future, there is no mistake that ruin awaits you."

'Well, my life has already been ruined once, what's one more.'

"Worry not. There is a means to oppose fate. You must be "rehabilitated." Rehabilitated towards freedom, that is your only means to avoid ruin. Do you have the resolve to challenge the distortion of the world?"

"If it means that I can avoid this "ruin" you're talking about and getting through this year. Then yes, I think I do" I respond.

"Good, very good. Then allow me to observe the path of your rehabilitation." Then the two girls stand in front of me. "Ah, pardon me for not introducing the others. To your right is Melanie; to your left, Miltia. They serve as wardens here."

"Hmph, try and struggle as hard as you like." The one known as Melanie says.

"The duty of wardens is to protect the inmates. We are also your collaborators. That is if you remain obedient." The other one known as Miltia says.

"I shall explain their roles when we next meet. Now then, it seems that the night is waning… It is almost time. Take your time to slowly come to understand this place." He clicks his fingers and an alarm sounds all-round this Velvet Room.

I cover my ears and close my eyes as soon as the alarm starts, my head hurts, a lot, to the point where I'm crouching. I open an eye and reach towards Miltia for help, only to see that I'm falling through darkness.