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After Settling into his cell, Irvine quickly realized that this was going to be very boring. He left his cell, and started to wander, his long auburn hair was pulled back in a pony tail as he walked along the corridor whistling to himself softly. He hadn't met anyone else in this place - he felt like he was in confinement. "Man this place is as dead as a graveyard. What voodoo I gotta pull to get these corpses to wake up and is there any way in HELL I can get a damned cigarette?" he grumbled finally. It was really starting to get to him.