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Chapter 53: The Cell Threshold

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Finn’s POV

The metallic slam of the iron gate behind me felt like a physical blow against my spine, a permanent reminder that my existence was now measured by the boundaries of a concrete rectangle.

I sat on the edge of the hard canvas bunk, my head buried in my grease-stained hands, my breathing ragged and shallow. The coarse fabric of my neon-orange jumpsuit chafed against my neck with every movement, a constant reminder of the privilege I had so easily discarded.

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