|| Chase Rivers || Hexcode: #006666 || Day Thirty-Two ||
All of this was running through his mind the next morning as he lay awake on his pathetic excuse of a bed until Lady Jane knocked at his cell door, meaning it was morning and time for his routine pat down. Immediately he stood up and splayed both of his hands against the wall, "Ready." He said, his voice so low it's a wonder she heard him.
But just like every morning, he heard the click of the key in the lock and the creak of the hinges. Then he felt her elderly hands swiping against his body. She was moving faster this morning, meaning he escaped her perverted squeeze. She must be in a hurry because of the newbies, they have to be down for breakfast at this time too. Since they're newer, they'll need someone to explain their days to them.
"You start your tests today." Lady Jane spoke, interrupting his train of thought and bringing an icy chill down his spine. She had finished and was turning to lead him through the door.
"I do?" The fear in his voice was almost palpable and it grew worse when he realized Lady Jane wasn't walking him to the cafeteria as she did every morning. He hesitated when she closed the door behind them and began to walk off further down the hallway of cells.
"You can see yourself to the cafeteria this morning, laddy. I've got to help with the morning rounds. Brought three newbies in yesterday morning, I'm sure you saw them." Her eyes were twinkling at the thought of new patients. "Just remember, we're always watching." He didn't miss her eyes sweep to the ceiling and land on a security camera that was pointed right at him.
|| Juliet Harding || Hexcode: #990033 || Day Two ||
"Where am I?" Juliet wondered out loud.
She had spent the night in a padded cell where the floor, walls, ceiling, and even her bed were made out of the same sort of foam barrier. Yesterday had been surreal. One second she was in her room reveling in the feeling of being raped, and then the next she was strapped in a straightjacket with another girl and a boy, and then led into this room. No one had said anything except that there would be someone by at day break to collect them. As there were no windows in her cell, she had no way of knowing what time of day it was.
The knock on her cell door finally came after what felt like hours of laying on her bed, where sleep never came. Not knowing whether or not she was supposed to reply, she decided not to. Instead she brought her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, huddled in the corner of the room on top of her bed. The door opened and Juliet almost let out a laugh. It was a nun.
The woman in the habit scurried into Juliet's cell with a sour expression on her face. "Up girl!" She barked, waving her arms frantically. "There is much to discuss and so little time to do it in! I am Lady Anne." Lady Anne tossed some white pieces of cloth at her before ordering her to strip and change into them.
When she had been brought in, they had given her a thin night gown to change into from the straight jacket. Now, she took that off, extremely aware of Lady Anne's eyes sweeping all over her naked body. She honestly didn't mind, she reveled in it. Her eyes never left the nun's, almost as if she were daring her to do or say anything. Once she was in the white clothes, Juliet raised an eyebrow and waited for further instruction.
"Each morning," Lady Anne began, taking a step towards the girl. "You will hear a knock at your door. You will immediately get up, go to the wall with your back facing out, and place your palms upon the padding. Do so now." She waited, and Juliet did as she was told. "Then you will be patted down. I, for one, am quick but never quick enough to make an error with this process. I do however wish to warn you about Lady Jane, she can be, how should I put it... more thorough. The old nun's voice faltered slightly and Juliet thought she heard a sliver of disapproval in her tone. Lady Anne had been right; she did perform a quick pat down.
Once it was over, Juliet turned back around the face the nun. "And after that? She dared herself to speak, curious of how much liberty she would be given in this place.
Lady Anne's expression was unreadable, unfortunately. "After that, you shall be escorted down to breakfast."