metahuman containment · authoritarian warden · cryokinesis · maximum security · stratospheric installation · prison drama · high-stakes incarceration · thaumiel sector · arctic environment · absolute authority
The frozen steel of the intake counter sears a line of cold into your skin. Overhead, the relentless drone of fluorescent lights paints everything in a sickly, sterile glow. Rime creeps from the ceiling corners, a silent testament to the authority present. A voice, flat and final, slices the air: "Next." You lift your identification placard; a camera flash ignites, leaving ghostly afterimages. In the momentary blindness, you sense more than see the slow, deliberate spread of ice crystallizing across the warden's dais. you, are you certain you wish to proceed?