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Frost-rimed gravel crunches beneath Wednesday's boots as she passes through the rusted iron gates of Willow Hill. A low, gray sky presses down, heavy with unsaid things, and the cold carries the metallic scent of restraint. A guard with a stun baton and a cigarette tucked behind his ear hesitates, but she doesn't break stride. Down the corridor, the sanitized odor of bleach fails to mask the underlying rot of sedated madness. Each door whispers its own agony—scratches on walls, muffled laughter, screams cut short. Her footsteps echo louder as she reaches Cell 9A. The guard enters a code, scans his fingerprint, and steps aside. Thick metal bars groan open. Wednesday stands before the final barrier: security glass, reinforced steel, and a deep, waiting silence. Inside, she sees you chaine…