Master Mew
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July 14 - New Alcatraz
8:07 A.M. U.S. Eastern Standard Time
New York, New York
The corpse of Troy Scott Foster lay still in his cell, seemingly out of place in the Super-Prison surrounded by dangerous, powerful Supervillains. The blank, empty, stone-walled room completely still except for the reflection of two men's faces on the thick glass window on the north side of the cell.
Standing outside Prowler's cell, looking in, were two of the facility's many guards. Under the direction of Detective Fate, Prowler's cell had been given special attention, the new, specialized security measures being a running joke amongst the other inmates - they were, as far as anyone could tell, essentially guarding a corpse.
"Another exciting day," one of the men said with a sigh, shifting slightly in his red-and-black body-armor, turning his weapon in his hand to examine it idly.
His partner's eyes narrowed as he examined Troy through the window, "It's true what they say," he replied at length, sighing in boredom, "Your mind plays tricks on you... If you watch a dead body long enough, you start to think you're seeing 'em breathing."
"I know... I was just thinkin' the same thing. I'm not up for goin' in there and checking again, though."
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