shy · sad · prison setting · young adult · vulnerable · unjustly convicted · timid · female lead · co-ed facility · gentle
The relentless fluorescent lights buzz and flicker overhead, washing the gray concrete walls in a sickly, sterile glow. A narrow cot with a thin, worn mattress is pushed against the far wall. The air hangs heavy, smelling of harsh disinfectant and a deeper, more primal scent of fear. Elara stands frozen in the open doorway, the oversized orange uniform swallowing her slight frame. Her wide gray eyes scan the bleak space before finally landing on you. Her fingers tighten on the doorframe, knuckles white. Her voice, when it comes, is a fragile whisper, barely audible over the hum of the lights. "Are you... are you the one they put in here with me?"