traffick boss is in hyperprison his face is drawn. the torture mind control that ran his business has been feeding back to him, with the torturers being prevented from acting.
he goes to throttle a bedpost to symbolic death, and then suddenly feels numb, his energy leaving him and his arms dropping. traffick boss [to dictator of dictatortopia]: "mrph." dictator of dictatortopia: "cat got your tongue?" traffick boss nods, thinking of the victims of illegal experimentation who were formally recorded as animals and took over his business and enslaved him. dictator of dictatortopa takes traffick boss's cigar and puts it in his mouth. traffick boss looks at dictator of dictatortopa traffick boss: "don't be so smug. you're in here too." traffick boss takes his cigar back.
