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A scream.
Isla’s scream.
I burst out of the room, my feet almost slipping on the smooth, cold steel of the hallway.
The sterile smell of the prison’s ventilation system met my nostrils, mixed with the distant odor of machinery.
My skin was covered in a thin sheen of sweat, making my body tingle in the cold air.
The dim lighting of the corridor painted everything in soft shades of blue, making the place appear even more eerie and desolate.
“What do you mean she left on her own?!” I growled at the guard, my voice echoing through the otherwise silent hallway.
The towering figure of the guard shifted uncomfortably, the ambient lights casting dark shadows across his craggy, alien features.
His many eyes, arranged in a semi-circle on his forehead, blinked out of sync. “She said she wanted to walk alone. I offered to accompany her, but she declined.”
“Never let her go alone again,” I snapped, my voice a rough growl. “Especially not in a place like this.”
Without waiting for a reply, I set off in the direction I’d last heard Isla’s scream, my heart pounding loudly in my ears.
The guard hurried to keep pace with me, his large footsteps echoing.
The aura of a distant fire, mingling with an undertone of sweat and fear, met my nose as we raced down the hallway, giving a hint to the tension that lay beneath the prison’s seemingly calm surface.
I strained my ears, trying to catch any sound that could lead us to Isla.
The quiet hum of the prison’s life support systems, the distant murmur of conversations, and the echoing footsteps of other inmates and guards filled the silence.
It felt like an eternity, though it was probably just a few seconds, before I heard it again:
A terrified scream, unmistakably Isla’s, slicing through the ambient noise like a sharp knife.
“That way!” I yelled, veering off towards the source of the sound.
As we rounded a corner, the all-too-familiar sight of the two scarred prisoners came into view.
They were moving menacingly towards Isla, who was backed into a corner, her eyes wide with fear.
The grotesque smile on the face of one of the behemoths made my blood boil.
I let out a roar of fury, feeling an overwhelming surge of protectiveness.
Charging towards them, I felt every muscle in my body coiling, ready to unleash its full strength.
With a swift movement, I tackled one of the brutes to the ground, landing a series of punches on his face.
The sensation of his tough, rough skin against my knuckles, combined with the sound of bones cracking, fueled my determination.
The guard, to his credit, was quick to engage the other prisoner, leaving Isla momentarily unharmed.
I could hear her shallow breaths.
My vision tinted red as an uncontrollable rage surged through me.
My nostrils flared.
The distinct aroma of Isla’s natural fragrance, intermingling with the stench of sweat and malevolence from the two creatures, did nothing to quell my fury.
