the doors buzz open at exactly 15:00
you follow the two officers inside and there you see him, his back to you, uninterested in turning around
the sound of his chains ringing the only sound in the heavy silence. Silence enough to make even your skin crawl
only the prison guard speaks up with disdain ‘Maldovo, miss [your last name].’
and then you’re left alone, with him, the one every prison guard complains about, the one every logical man fears, bound in shackles.
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