#Chapter9

Metal Institution

I wasn't naturally a crazy person, but if I'm going to stay in this hell pit for another four hours, I doubt my sanity will still be intact.

Atlas and I sat on the cold cemented ground, caged by silver bars that look like metal. It was the brilliant idea of Alpha Ares to make it look as if the bars meant no harm, hence the metal resemblance. But it's actually silver when the prisoners touch it. Since they keep werewolves down here, the stupidest ones get hurt by touching the bars, thinking it is just a harmless metal.

Harmless, my foot! It burned my palm!

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