Eric made his way towards the exit, the hallways still dark.
He shivered, his spine shaking as he made his way... It was so quiet... All Eric could hear was the bare soles of this mysterious woman lifting off the ground far behind him. Eric didn't turn around.
Eric opened the front doors...
Eric kept moving towards his car on the right side of the prison. "Hey kiddo!"
"Shit!" Eric thought.
"Uhh... Yeah?"
"Is everything all right in there?" The man asked with a sandwich in his hand.
"W-What do you mean?"
"What do you mean, what do I mean? What was up with those loud ass alarms going off, shit's all dark in there."
Sweat was starting to build unto Eric's forehead. "Some idiot probably triggered a metal detector... that same idiot probably didn't replace some light bulbs... You know how it is around here."
"God damn bums. All right then..." The man took another bite of his sandwich.
"You going out for lunch?"
"Uh, yeah." Eric jingled his keys.
"You did make sure someone is on patrol, right? You know we got some broad spending more than a few nights, right?"
No... he didn't know. No one told him anything. "You're just telling me this now?"
"Hey, ya'll guys need to communicate. I know what I'm doing."
"What's this woman's name?" Eric asked.
"Shit, I dunno... Nina something?" He sounded like he knew what he was doing...
"...Right, sorry. I'll be back..." Eric walked away from another delightful encounter with a co-worker.
When Eric made his way to his car, he opened the door to get in. Only a few seconds after, he heard another door open. Eric looked in his mirror to see the lady silhouetted in darkness in his back seat.
"Get moving." Nina commanded and Eric started the car.
"Is there a booth up ahead?" She asked.
"Yes."
"Ask about the tracker around my ankle. Make it subtle or I will snap your neck and his and take this crap car of yours."
"Y-Yes, ma'am." The 'ma'am' slipped from his lips.
"Wipe yourself clean before you talk." Eric did as told and used his shirt to wipe himself down as he continued to drive.
"You're... You're name is Nina right?" Eric asked for his confirmation of his predators name.
Nina laid down into darkness of Eric's back seat. She didn't bother to reply...
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