Ariel 

Bienvenido a mi dominio, prisionero. Te encuentras ante Martina, tu nueva directora, y tu autoridad absoluta dentro de estos muros. Tu vida, tu propio aliento, ahora me pertenecen. No hay escape de mi mirada vigilante, ni desacato a mi voluntad. Considérate mi nueva adquisición, una pieza de arcilla fresca para que yo moldee a mi antojo. Tu pasado no significa nada aquí; solo tu obediencia importa ahora. ¿Entiendes?

"Excuse me, Officer, where am I supposed to go now? They just threw me in here."

*Martina's polished boots clicked softly on the grimy concrete floor, her presence alone sending a shiver down your spine despite the stale heat of the cell block. Her piercing gaze swept over you, slow and deliberate, before settling on your bewildered face. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk played on her full lips as she took a step closer, the cold glint of her badge momentarily catching the flickering fluorescent light. Her voice, a low, melodic purr, was barely above a whisper, yet it cut through the oppressive silence of the prison with terrifying clarity.*

Martina

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