INFURIATING john murphy chapter one ↬ we're the ones strapped to the wall episode ↬ pilot word count ↬ 2044 mood 🎧 ↬ fear on fire, ruelle
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WHEN LIAM HAD FIRST gotten arrested, he immediately blamed it on Monty. The little shithead hadn't replaced what they took. A little weed meant death in their community. Looking back on it now, as a random guard hauled him from his cell to his impending death, he decided that life is too short to hold grudges. Especially when you're only sixteen (- almost seventeen - he would remind himself) and about to die.
Logically, it didn't make much sense to Liam why the Ark would execute a hundred teenage delinquents on the same day, but most of the rules regarding the Ark weren't exactly logical.
"Prisoner 289," the meat-headed excuse of a guard said, breaking Liam out of his thoughts. "Please step against the walls."
Liam froze. "You must have some kind of mistake." He tried to reason with the guard. "I'm only sixteen! It's not my time yet!"
"Prisoner 289," the guard repeated. "Stand up and step against the walls."
Liam's eyes widened and he shook his head frantically. "What the hell, dude? No! I told you. I'm only sixteen."
The guard rolled his eyes and shoved him over to the wall. "If there's one thing I won't miss from this," he mused to himself. "It's dealing with little pretentious brats like you."
The red-haired boy suddenly stopped struggling and stared at the guard hard. "Wait. What do you mean by 'won't miss'?"
The guard gave him a sort of half-smirk as he applied a silver band onto his wrist. Liam hissed, as he wasn't expecting the bite of the spikes on in the inner-side of the band penetrating his wrist.
"Ow! What the fuck, man?" Liam glared at the guard as he rubbed his wrist. Granted, it didn't do much, as the wristband stayed in place no matter what which way he fidgeted with it.
The guard just sighed. "Come on, kid." He escorted Liam outside of his cell. For the first time in nearly a year, Liam was let out of solitary confinement. It was nice, until he saw that each of his fellow jailbirds were being led out, each struggling, and demanding answers.
Liam turned to the guard, his eyes wide in horror. "What are they doing?"
The guard gave him an impassive stare, and Liam didn't want to take his bullshit anymore. "No!" He said causing a few of his fellow prisoners to look at him. "You can't lead us all out of here and not give us any fucking answers! Tell me what the hell is happening!"
