"Let's check it out," Max said, his voice firm.
And then, the screams started.
I hope you want me to continue with part 9! "Let's check it out," Max said, his voice firm
The inmate's voice was barely audible. "I...I'm...Graveyard."
"You shouldn't be here," Graveyard rasped, his voice dripping with malice. The inmate's voice was barely audible
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 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. Max frowned and motioned for me to follow him
As we backed away from the cell, I stumbled over my own feet. Max caught my arm and pulled me toward the door.