Title: Mother’s Final Sacrifice
"The director is biologically identical to the man we left to rot in the lower ring five years ago," Julian babbled to the guards.
The heavy magnetic gates of the District 1 Detention Center hissed shut, sealing the sound of his frantic voice within the reinforced intake terminal. The walls of the facility were constructed from seamless, high-density plasteel, designed to reflect the cold, unyielding authority of the municipal magistrates.
"The prisoner's neural patterns are remaining completely unstable," an intake droid announced, its mechanical voice echoing down the sterile corridor.
"Apply a localized sedative patch to his secondary neural pathway immediately," the senior guard commanded, sliding a digital authorization key through the slot.
