In a twisted future where the limbs and organs of the incarcerated are harvested for the privileged, the prisoner is running out of time. He is losing himself; both to the system allowing for his dismemberment and to the guilt that torments him through terrors in the night, sinister hallucinations.these fateful reminders of the blood on his hands. But he must find a way out of this. Reduced to instinct as pure and primordial as hunger, he knows only that he must escape this place. Somehow, there is a way. Somehow.