412 is one block led bitch. Sister Dee has decided that there is a crate a tool for intimidation. Is simple, but effective. Inside is pitch black, and while sounds from out are indistinct and muffled they replicate around the room. 412 can think indoors. Her own breath gets the confines more uncomfortable. Each time she exhales the space becomes just a little warmer, comfortable and more humid. Things turn sour quickly although getting out of the area is assumed to be a boon.
