Fansadox Collection 456 Prison Horror Story Part 8 Predondo Top

As we approached the cellblock, I noticed that the doors seemed to be slightly ajar. Max frowned and motioned for me to follow him. We stepped inside, our flashlights casting flickering shadows on the walls.

The inmate's voice was barely audible. "I...I'm...Graveyard."

I hope you want me to continue with part 9! As we approached the cellblock, I noticed that

But it was too late. The cellblock was plunged into darkness, and I heard the sound of locks clicking into place.

We approached the cell cautiously, our lights trained on the door. As we peered inside, I saw a figure huddled in the corner, its back to us. The scratching noise grew louder, and I realized that it was coming from the walls, not the door. The inmate's voice was barely audible

We were trapped.

The figure slowly turned to face us. Its eyes were black as coal, and its skin was deathly pale. It was an inmate, but it looked like it had been through a war. The cellblock was plunged into darkness, and I

And then, the screams started.