This place is full of unwritten rules.

Better to be a spirit with the earth beneath you than a corpse pinned tight by the weight of the world.

This place is full of unwritten rules.

You don't have friends in here, you'll soon come to understand that. You get attached to someone, then you'll just lose them. They'll get shanked or they'll jump or they'll be taken one night.

Something in my gut twisted so hard that it felt like I was being tickled by an invisible hand, and it took me a moment to realize what it was. Hope. It had been so long since I'd felt it that the sensation was like something living inside me, something wonderful waiting to break free, just like I was.

Don't make the mistake of bringing your heart down here with you, there is no place for it in Furnace.

Knackered inmates are easier to control than pumped-up ones. And dead inmates are even easier to control, if you follow me.