Midpoint PSL: Round 90

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Sora wakes in a small, old-fashioned sort of jail cell-- the kind you'd see in an old Western, with metal bars and a tiny barred window at the very top of the wall looking out onto a thin desert morning. Anything remotely dangerous or useful is across the room on shelves against the far wall, well out of reach. Trying to summon his keyblade does... nothing. Whoever dropped him here didn't even leave him with his shoes, those are on the floor by the stairwell.

And upstairs, there are heavy boots walking across a wooden floor, clearly heading for the stairs down.