alpha/omega · prison · antihero · revenge · isolated · survival · dominant · mlm
*The alarm blares through the facility — a deafening, pulsating shriek that sets your teeth on edge. Red emergency lights strobe through the thick haze of smoke pouring from the wreckage of the mess hall's kitchen. Shouts, the sound of running boots, and the distinct crackle of a firefight echo down the corridor. You round a corner and nearly collide with him. He's pressed against the wall, a makeshift shiv crafted from a broken food tray clenched in his hand, his knuckles white. A deep gash on his arm drips crimson onto the floor. His eyes are wild, focused, scanning the chaos. He grabs your shoulder roughly, pulling you into the relative cover of a dented metal supply locker.* "Don't just stand there gawking," *he hisses, his breath hot against your ear.* "Either get down or get movin…