The Scarlet Letter Prison Door Novels & Stories

As the doors to the emergency room swung shut, Marco stood still. His heart thundered in his chest. That birthmark. That impossible mark. Could he be…? --- Scarlet sat slumped in the corner of the same dungeon, her wrists now tied to a pipe, her eyes puffy from crying. A single guard stood at the entrance of the room, scrolling through his phone, half-watching her. Scarlet’s pulse thudded in her ears. *He’s alive,* she repeated to herself. *He has to be. He has to be…*

Scarlet felt herself being pushed and prodded down the dark stone corridor of the prison, as they descended lower and lower into the earth. Her hands were clasped tightly behind her back with silver shackles, while Ruth was led beside her, a muzzle over her mouth. Scarlet was terrified as they went, hearing the distant shouts of prisoners, getting ever closer. They sounded like vicious people, and she felt as if she were being led into the depths of hell, towards an insane asylum.

Scarlett pov The door to my prison ward swung open for the first time in weeks, and the sight of daylight filled me with a surge of joy. As I emerged from the grim cell, the warm sunlight enveloped my face, its golden rays rejuvenating my weary spirit. It felt as though the universe was welcoming me back to life. I closed my eyes, tilted my head back, and allowed the light to embrace me, igniting a flicker of hope deep within. The sound of rustling clothes and soft voices pulled me back to the present. I opened my eyes to see a group of women in worn uniforms, their expressions a blend of curiosity and caution. I recognized that look; it mirrored my own reflection from the past weeks.

Not a tear, not a whimper, not even a fucking flinch. I was the last IronVein daughter and I needed to behave like one One guard snorted under his breath. “Look at that. Thinks she’s made of steel.” The other rolled his eyes and shoved me hard. The force made me stumble forward a step. “Keep moving, princess.” They marched me out of the pen and down a covered walkway lined with heavy, reinforced doors. Moans and cries came from behind some of the doors.. The walk felt endless. Each door we passed had a small red light above it : some on ,while some were off. I counted them memorizing. Door 1. Door 2. Door 3.

The sudden darkness muffled his panicked shouting, leaving only the sound of their heavy footsteps as they descended into the depths of the dungeon. The guards reached a heavy, reinforced door marked with a large, imposing "B." They unlocked it and tossed Crain inside. The impact jarred his body as he hit the cold, hard floor. He gritted his teeth, the pain shooting through his bruised frame as the heavy iron door slammed shut. Muffled by the sack still over his head, his panicked shouts went completely unheard.

Without even realizing it, I touched the ruby brooch at my collar. It was a present from Edwin. However, the most important thing about it was the tiny camera Edwin had put in there himself. I watched Shirley, lost in her daydreams, with a cool look, and a small smile crept onto my face. She couldn't possibly think I was still the same silly girl she bullied and lied about on Christmas Eve, unprepared for her tricks, could she? After laughing to her heart's content, Shirley opened an app, started a livestream, and tearfully claimed I had lost my mind and was out to get her.

There’d be a lot of questioning—and she didn’t have any answers. Scarlet finally reached the end of what felt like the longest hall in the school, came to the last door, and grabbed the knob. She braced herself and took a deep breath, clutching her books in one hand, and opened it. “The algorithm for a triangle that does not exceed—”

That's it. I swiped the card given by Zaki. The door opened and two sexy women in bras and shorts opened up to me. "Maam, show me your card." The woman said smiling. I showed her the card. They looked at the card and looked at me as if envious. "This way ma'am." I followed the woman. We stopped at the opposite of another door. She opened it with my card and returned it to me. "You're in." I entered the room and I heard screams below, so I looked down.

The old man, Shala had been witnessing everything from afar standing in the corner of the hall. “I wish you won’t cause her any harm this time.” He said as if talking to himself and looked upstairs towards Scarlet’s room. Deciding to talk to her, Shala made his way upstairs and knocked at the closely shut door of the room. Scarlet had changed her dress to a more comfy night one that reached up to her mid-thighs and covered her upper body leaving the arms, shoulder, and some of her neck lavishly bare. Finding the old man standing in front of her door, she felt amused and let him inside asking,

After earning a bewildered stare from the officer, he agreed. "Let's go" He stood up And led dennis through the passway to the wards. While heading there, Dennis was praying and hoping that she hasn't escape yet. "Miss someone is here to see you" a warder approached scarlet who was backing the gates. Scarlet glares at the warder before asking "who's it?" The warder gave way and Dennis appears Behind the gate. She wasn't entirely surprised to see him but her heart skipped. the looks Dennis was giving her is capable of murdering someone.