WARNNG: Mild „mature" material in next chapters.
30x300 by -yannik-
DAY NINE
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„Y'think when y'at a penal colony, y'can't be more punished, huh? Well, ya'wrong Paris! Son of Admiral, huh? Y'think y'daddy will come and help ya? Nay. He ain't here. Trouble me again and there it is, see? Dark cell. Be obedient to Dogface. Yeah, Dogface, that's my nick, haha! Scared now? Nay? Y'll be scared if y'naugty. Y'know what's in dark cell? Be naughty and y'll learn, daddy's boy. On the other hand… Maybe not dark cell. Pretty eyes you have… Pretty butt. HAHAHA! Y'scared now! I see y'scared. No fuck with me, blondie! I ain't faggot, like you! You won't have me fucking your ass! You'll get scared of that... No windows, the only way out – in the ceiling, ten feet above, slick, tight walls, dark… Y'sweating. You breathig harder. Y'scared? Not fond of tight places? Not deny, blondie. That'll get to ya, I can see that now. That'll get ya. Play no games with Dogface or else there will be dark cell…"
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It's dark. Walls are so close. But there is this white square high above. The entrance to the cell. There is space behind it, I must remember that. That way they threw me in here. That way I will get out. There is space out there, there is the corridor.
The ring! Nighttime. Silence time. Darkness time. NO! Don't turn off the light! Don't… I need that white square! Don't take it away! I can't breath! I can't breath! Let me out…
He was not claustrophobic! He's never been. What was happening? He woke up screaming, sweating, from another nightmare. Darkness, tight walls… He was not scared of tight places! He was not scared of his brig…
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