Chapter 9
Author: Anakin Detour
last update2024-09-03 15:04:14

Philip and his men drove Adam to the island, they used a helicopter to travel to the prison, sharks and wild sea monsters roam around the sea, which is the main reason prisoners can't escape.

Adam's heart sank, his breath catching in his throat. Hell-gate. The mere mention sent shivers down his spine. He'd heard the whispers, the horror stories of brutal treatment and unspeakable atrocities within those foreboding walls.

No one escaped Hell-gate. No one survived its depths. The prison's reputation was a death sentence, a fate worse than execution.

They dragged Adam like a limp ragdoll, his battered body leaving a crimson smear on the cold, grey corridors. The guards tossed him into the cell with a careless heave, his limbs splayed awkwardly on the concrete floor.

Philip's voice dripped with malice as he leaned in, his eyes glinting with sadistic pleasure. "Welcome to your new home, boy. You'll rot here.

"Twenty four hours of darkness, one meal a day, one toilet break. Don't even think about escaping. It's impossible." Philip's laughter echoed off the steel bars, the sound haunting Adam as the door clanged shut.

Philip had fabricated incriminating evidence, ensuring Adam's guilty verdict. The documents, stamped and signed, sealed Adam's fate: lifelong imprisonment in a place where hope went to die.

Adam struggled to lift his head, his gaze falling on the bleak surroundings. The cell was a tiny, unforgiving cage – his tomb.

They all left, Adam curled himself like a ball in the cell, it was dark and cold. Pain throbbing in his legs, Adam knew he needed medical attention – fast. Untreated, the wounds would festerate, turning deadly. His chances of survival within these unforgiving walls? Slim to none. Three months, tops.

His mind was on his mother's well being, he had failed to save her. Almond city had ruined his life, tears trail down his eyes.

Suddenly he heard footsteps approaching his cell, he raised his head in fear.

"Open the cell immediately?" A feminine voice barked with authority. Immediately they opened the cell.

Adam crawled backwards, this must be another set the Odias sent to torture him.

But then the unexpected happened, the woman knelt with one knee and bowed towards him, along with her escorts. "Lord Adam, forgive me for coming this late. I will accept whatever punishment you give me."

Adam was startled, "Who are you referring to?"

"I will explain everything later, but for now, we need to get you out of here. Come back home Supreme General." She said respectfully.

"But who are you people?" Adam asked.

"I'm Stacey Stone, your personal assistant in the special force."

Adam had so many questions to ask, but then he started feeling dizzy, he had lost a lot of blood, he suddenly fell unconscious.

"Hurry up. Get him to the helicopter, we're going back to Ray City."

.....

"Supreme General, wake up."

"Lord Adam."

"Wake up"

"Wake up"

The continual hearing of the voice brought him back to reality. Adam woke up and found himself on a chair, the room was pure white from the floor to the ceiling, the illumination got to his eyes, he had to blink multiple times to adjust to the light.

Adam saw the Lady who he saw at the prison and an old man standing in front of him.

"Who are you people?" Adam tried to get up, but he fell back to his seat as his legs were broken, making him grunt in pain.

"Relax Lord Adam, we're not your enemy." Stacey gestured with a calm and respectful voice.

"But where am I? Are you one of them? The Odias?"

"You're safe, you're in your City. This is Ray City." The other old man responded.

"Ray City?" Adam was confused, how did he land in another city? Ray City was the closest city to Almond City and it would take approximately 8-10 hours to travel by road. So how on earth did he appear here, wasn't he at Hell-gate a moment ago?

"You've been asleep for 24 hours." Stacey said.

"What?" It was then Adam realized that his clothes were changed and his legs were dressed and bandaged.

"What's happening, someone talk to me!" Adam exclaimed, getting furious this time.

"That's why you are here, we're going to tell you everything, please calm down."

"I appreciate your help for getting me out of the prison, but if I've been here for 24 hours then something bad must have happened to my mother. I need to get back home. My mom needs an immediate surgery treatment. She'll die if I delay." Adam said with urgency

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