Are Prisons Obsolete Book Novels & Stories

"And the freed half of the buried world knows exactly how the angry half operates, because until six weeks ago they were all in the same rooms. Adrian, you wanted to attack our own design before the world does. You are going to have help. We are going to build the shelter, and then we are going to staff it with the very people the network used to own, because a jailer's secrets are worth nothing against a prison full of freed inmates who remember every corridor."

"The prison can no longer endure as it is." Commander Elara stepped forward. "What does that mean?" The answer came from everywhere. "The age of Keepers must end." Kieran looked up sharply. "My chains..." "Will not bind you forever." Hope flickered across his face. "But freedom has a price." The words sent a hush through the chamber. Nova tightened her grip on the crown. "What price?" "A prison built on sacrifice cannot survive." The silver light surrounding the altar began to fade. "A prison built on choice can."

I dug my nails into my palm to stay awake, then crawled to the door, leaving a trail of blood, and started pounding on it. "Please!" I yelled. "I need a doctor!" Nothing. "Please!" I slammed the door with all my strength. "My baby is coming..." My voice was raw when a guard finally answered, bored. "Save your breath. Ornella's about to pop. You can see a doctor after she's done." "But the baby will die..." "Then that's what you deserve. An eye for an eye." I collapsed, my body freezing cold. So that's what this was. In their eyes, my baby's death was payment for my sins.