Chapter Five
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The door opened before I could even process being awake.
“Up.”
The command was sharp. Final.
I didn’t argue.
Not because I accepted anything, but because I was starting to understand something about this place.
Resistance didn’t stop anything.
It just changed how hard they pushed back.
I swung my legs off the bed slowly, ignoring the dull ache in my body as I stood. Two men waited by the door, their expressions blank, like nothing about this was unusual.
“Move.”
I stepped forward.
The hallway outside felt colder than the room. Wider. More exposed.
And watched.
I noticed it now—the cameras tucked into corners, the way guards stood at fixed points, the silence that wasn’t empty but controlled.
We walked past doors.
Some slightly open.
Just enough for me to see.
Girls.
Different ages.
Different expressions.
Some empty.
Some terrified.
Some… already broken.
My stomach twisted.
I forced my eyes forward.
I wasn’t going to look like that.
Not here.
Not ever.
“Keep walking.”
I hadn’t realized I slowed down.
I picked up my pace.
We stopped at a larger door this time.
It opened.
And she was there.
Roselyn.
Of course.
She stood near a long table, her posture relaxed, like she had been expecting me.
Her eyes scanned me once.
Slowly.
Judging.
Then she gave a small nod.
The men left.
The door shut behind me.
Silence.
“You learn fast,” she said.
“I observe,” I replied.
A faint smile touched her lips.
“Good. That might keep you alive.”
I didn’t respond.
She stepped closer, circling slightly—not too close, but enough to feel like she was measuring something.
“This place isn’t what you think it is,” she said.
“I think it’s exactly what it looks like,” I shot back. “A place where people are taken and controlled.”
She didn’t deny it.
That unsettled me more than anything.
“Control is necessary,” she said calmly. “Without it, everything falls apart.”
“I’m not part of your ‘everything.’”
She stopped.
Then looked at me properly.
“You already are.”
The certainty in her voice made something in my chest tighten.
She turned slightly, gesturing toward the glass wall behind her.
“Look.”
I didn’t want to.
But I did.
Below us, I could see movement.
More guards.
More doors.
More structure.
Everything running like a system that had been perfected over time.
“This isn’t chaos,” she continued. “It’s order.”
“It’s a cage.”
Her gaze shifted back to me.
“All cages are,” she said. “The difference is… this one doesn’t break.”
Silence.
Heavy.
I clenched my jaw.
“I won’t stay.”
“You will.”
The way she said it wasn’t a threat.
It was a fact.
That made it worse.
She stepped back again.
“From now on, you follow instructions,” she said. “You move when told. You speak when allowed.”
“And if I don’t?”
A small pause.
Then—
“You’ll learn.”
Not how.
Not when.
Just that I would.
My fingers curled slightly.
I hated this.
Hated the calmness.
Hated how everything here felt decided already.
Before I could respond, the door opened again.
Two guards stepped in.
“Transfer?” one of them asked.
Roselyn nodded once.
“She goes deeper.”
My chest tightened instantly.
Deeper?
“No,” I said sharply. “I’m not going anywhere.”
No one reacted.
One of the guards stepped forward.
I backed away instinctively.
“I said I’m not—”
My words were cut short as he grabbed me.
Hard.
“Move.”
“I’m not—”
The second guard moved in.
I struggled instantly, trying to pull free, but their grip tightened like iron.
“Let go of me!” I snapped, kicking out.
It didn’t matter.
Nothing I did mattered.
They dragged me toward the door.
Roselyn didn’t stop them.
Didn’t even look surprised.
“Get used to it,” she said calmly as I was pulled away. “It only gets worse before it stabilizes.”
“Let me go!” I shouted, twisting again, but it was useless.
The hallway swallowed us.
This part was different.
Darker.
Quieter.
Less open.
More restricted.
I felt it immediately.
This wasn’t the same section as before.
Doors here were thicker.
Guards more alert.
Everything tighter.
More controlled.
“Where are you taking me?” I demanded.
No answer.
Of course.
We stopped at another door.
Heavier.
Secured.
It opened slowly.
Cold air brushed against my skin.
I didn’t like this.
Not at all.
“This is where you stay,” one of them said.
“I’m not staying anywhere!”
They pushed me inside.
I stumbled slightly, catching myself before I fell.
The door shut behind me.
Locked.
I turned immediately, hitting it with my palm.
“Open it!”
Nothing.
Silence answered me.
My breathing grew uneven as I stepped back slowly.
The room wasn’t like the first one.
Still clean.
Still controlled.
But smaller.
Less… comfortable.
More real.
More like what this place actually was.
My chest rose and fell quickly.
This wasn’t temporary.
This wasn’t something I could talk my way out of.
This place was pulling me in deeper.
And I had no control over it.
***
The car moved smoothly through the gates.
Security opened without delay.
No questions asked.
It didn’t need to be.
Everyone knew who it belonged to.
The vehicle came to a slow stop.
A guard stepped forward, opening the back door immediately.
He stepped out.
Calm.
Unhurried.
Like the world moved around him, not the other way around.
“Boss.”
A man approached quickly, lowering his head slightly.
“The new one arrived last night.”
A brief pause.
Then—
A faint grin curved across his lips.
Not wide.
Not obvious.
But there.
Sharp.
Controlled.
Interested.
“Already?” he said quietly.
“Yes.”
Silence followed for a second.
Then he adjusted his cuffs slightly, gaze lifting toward the building ahead.
“Good,” he murmured.
A pause.
Then, almost to himself—
“Let’s see what this one does.”
The man beside him said nothing.
Didn’t need to.
Because everyone there understood one thing.
When that look appeared on his face…
Someone was about to be tested.
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