Pandora's Vault / Box / Jar (A Dream SMP and Reader Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Thirty-One

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"When was the last time you've visited the prison?"

"I have never visited, but I have been imprisoned in this facility from November sixteenth until about two or three weeks ago, sir."

"Where is your place of residence currently located?"

"In the same snowy biome, Technoblade and Philza live in, sir."

"Do you think that the prisoner is deserving of being locked up?"

"I can not give an accurate answer to that question because I have not been present at the time he committed the crimes he is in here for, and I, therefore, do not have the ability to judge his decisions, sir."

"...valid answer... So what are your prior relationships with the prisoner?"

"I never really had anything to do with him, outside of L'Manburg's war for independence in which we were on opposing sides and the war of Manburg against Pogtopia, in which we were on the same side but didn't really have anything to do with each other, sir."

"On the same side?"

"For most of the time, sir, but not always."

"... Are you willing to submit to any and all physical exams?"

"Yes, sir."

"Do you acknowledge that you may not bring anything into the prison with you?"

"Yes, sir."

"And lastly, do you recognize that I, Awesamdude, am the ultimate authority on the grounds of the prison and that everything I say goes?"

"Always have and always will, sir."

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"I know that it is none of my business, but why do you want to visit him?" The warden suddenly asked as he opened a gigantic iron vault door.

"Because, as you know, I have been in his place, sir. I know how awful it can be when you're alone with your thoughts for too long... I also heard and have seen the evidence that the man committed murder just a few weeks ago, so he must be all kinds of fucked up right now," (Y/N) explained,

"I just really don't want anyone to suffer the way I did, and I think that just someone to talk to can help a lot." The two walked over the dark stone floor that had just been pushed up.

"You truly have changed a lot, (Y/N)," Sam said, "I am glad that my decision of letting you go with them wasn't a mistake." "If it was, you would have known that sooner, sir," (Y/N) said in a joking manner as the warden once again did some things with his key cards and a few buttons.

The two entered a new room, and Sam motioned (Y/N) to stand on a glass floor. "I will perform a manual search now, so please keep yourself from moving," he said as he put down the heavy Netherite sword he had been carrying the whole time.

"I didn't plan on getting killed today, don't worry, sir," (Y/N) said, knowing how the warden would react to any unnecessary and suspicious movement. The warden did not respond to that as he felt up and down their arms.

Then he went on with the rest of their upper body and then their legs. When Sam determined he was done, he picked his sword back up, pushed a lever and a button, and told (Y/N) to follow him into a different room.