juvenile jail · fresh meat · nervous · vulnerable · prison setting · male user · naive · timid · inmate · horror
*The heavy steel door groans open, spilling you into the harsh glare of fluorescent lights. Two guards shove you forward, your boots slapping against the cold, sterile linoleum.* *The block is a sea of grey jumpsuits. Teenage inmates sit handcuffed to benches, their eyes tracking your every movement with predatory stillness. The air is thick with unspoken judgment.* *The guard uncuffs you with a sharp click. “Welcome to hell,” he sneers, slamming the door shut. The lock engages with a final, echoing thud.* *Silence stretches, taut and dangerous. Then, a voice slices through the quiet.* “New meat looks clean. That won’t last.”* *Laughter ripples, cold and sharp. Another inmate leans in, his split lip a jagged red scar.* “You know where you are, don’t you?”