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Clara

Author: Anika
last update publish date: 2026-04-27 04:09:20

The office was quiet. Too quiet for a place that held so much control over other people’s lives. The faint hum of the ceiling fan mixed with distant metal clanks from cell doors somewhere far down the block.

Aaron leaned back in his chair, Cole’s file open in front of him.

“Prescott…” he muttered, flipping a page slowly. His eyes scanned every line like he was trying to pull something out of it that wasn’t written there.

David stood across from him, stiff. Hands behind his back.

“You’ve been st
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  • Shadows In Steel    testing boundaries

    Night pressed hard against the windows.The office lights were low, but not soft. Just enough to show everything, not enough to hide anything.Cole stood by the window, shoulders tight, eyes fixed outside like he could disappear into the dark if he stared long enough. His breathing was steady, controlled—but there was something held back in it.Aaron watched him from behind the desk.Not sitting now.Standing.Waiting.“You’ve been pushing the system again,” Aaron said.Cole didn’t turn. “I’ve been following it.”A pause.Aaron gave a short laugh, quiet and sharp. “That’s not true.”Cole finally turned slightly. “Then what is it?”Aaron stepped away from the desk.Slow.Measured.“You test everything,” he said. “Rules. People. Limits. Like you’re waiting for one of them to break first.”Cole’s jaw tightened. “Maybe I just don’t trust blind control.”That made Aaron stop.The room felt smaller immediately.He walked closer.“You think I’m controlling you?” Aaron asked.Cole met his eye

  • Shadows In Steel    Clara

    The office was quiet. Too quiet for a place that held so much control over other people’s lives. The faint hum of the ceiling fan mixed with distant metal clanks from cell doors somewhere far down the block.Aaron leaned back in his chair, Cole’s file open in front of him.“Prescott…” he muttered, flipping a page slowly. His eyes scanned every line like he was trying to pull something out of it that wasn’t written there.David stood across from him, stiff. Hands behind his back.“You’ve been staring at that file for over an hour,” David said carefully. “It says the same thing every time you read it.”Aaron didn’t look up. “Then maybe it’s missing something.”“It’s complete.”Aaron’s lips twitched slightly. “Nothing is ever complete.”David shifted uncomfortably. “Sir… if you’re thinking of reopening—”“I didn’t ask what you think.” Aaron cut in, voice sharp but controlled.Silence fell again.Aaron flipped another page, then closed the file slowly. His fingers tapped against the cover

  • Shadows In Steel    Trouble

    The men’s room was quiet.Too quiet.The kind of quiet that pressed against your ears, where even the drip of water from a loose tap sounded louder than it should.Aaron stood behind me.Watching.Not the usual way—no irritation, no bored authority.This one was different.There was no hiding it.Just… hunger.Raw. Unsettling.“What do you want this time, Aaron?” I asked, my voice low, steady—but not respectful. Not anymore.“I see you forget I’m your warden,” he said, stepping closer.Too close.The scent of whisky clung to his breath as it brushed my cheek. Warm. Sharp. Real.I inhaled slowly, trying to ground myself.“We could get caught,” I muttered, shifting back a step.“Did we do anything?” he replied, almost amused.Through the mirror, I caught a glimpse of him—his chest rising slowly, his uniform stretched tight across it, like it couldn’t quite contain him. I looked away quickly.This was dangerous.Not just the situation.Him.And the worst part?For a split second—just

  • Shadows In Steel    You Came Yourself

    The door to solitary closed with a clang which echoed through the cell. Forty-five days.. "Why don't you eat my ass for forty-five days. Bitch" I mumbled. My mind moved back to Gabriel's furious face... His expression when I didn't flinch as my hands were roughly cuffed. Not one single sign of pain. The familiar cell stood bare. Concrete. Steel. A thin cot bolted to the wall. A toilet in the corner with no privacy. Or dignity. The light flickered. As usual. But it never went off. Day one passed. Day two I counted the cracks in the wall. Day three, I was scraping the wall. Time passed. But I couldn't differentiate. There were no other people here. No breakfast. No lunch. No dinner. No distractions. Just silence. By day six, my knuckles were split open from punching the wall.... Not out of anger. Just to help feel alive. By day 11 everything felt blur. I lay on the cot staring at the ceiling, watching the flickering light. I couldn't sleep. Didn't want to let th

  • Shadows In Steel    Fear Is A Weakness

    —Present Day— I was back in my cell. My cellmate, Bruce, watched me with eerie stillness. “What is it?” I asked without even sparing him a glance. “Is it true?” he asked. “Speak properly, Bruce.” He looked around, then moved closer to my side. “They say you defied Aaron’s order.” I finally looked up from my sketchbook. “I did.” I went back to sketching. “Do you know what that means?” he asked, the amusement fading from his voice. “I do.” “He’s got this whole place under his feet. Meals. Water. Free time. People. Everything. He could revoke your patrol time too.” His voice flickered with worry. “Don’t worry, Bruce. Nothing’s going to happen to you.” “I’m worried about you,” he said. “Fear is a weakness,” I replied, setting my sketchbook aside. “When you show fear, they feel delight. Fear means they can control you.” “Isn’t that how it’s supposed to work?” he asked, confusion written all over his face. “No idea, man. But one thing I know is, if you want to survive here… th

  • Shadows In Steel    I Still Hear Her

    I rested against the cold cot, bones pressing into steel. My body was weak. I hadn’t eaten in days. Maybe a week. Or two. I stared at the dim light above me. It barely let me see anything, just enough to remind me I wasn’t blind. Time didn’t move here. It just… stretched. BANG. Metal against metal. The sound tore through the cell, sharp enough to make my ears sting. The hatch screeched open. A thin square of corridor light sliced across the floor. A bottle of water flew in. The hatch slammed shut immediately. The bottle rolled across the concrete and settled beside the others. I turned my head slowly. Counted. One. Two. … Fifteen. All fifteen bottles lay scattered along the wall. That’s how long I’d been here. Fifteen days. No clock. No food. No window. No release. Just water. And messages. Silent ones. From Aaron. A reminder. You will break. Sooner or later. My stomach had stopped growling. It didn’t have the strength anymore. My limbs felt heavy. Slower.

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