Chapter 7 - The Gray Door

They stood before an unmarked, heavy steel door at the end of the administrative wing. The silence here was different—expectant, thick with an unspoken tension. Arthur swallowed hard, his throat dry. Officer Davis pulled a heavy set of keys from his belt. The metallic jingle echoed sharply. "You've been quiet. You've kept your head down," Davis said softly, not looking at him. "The Warden noticed." The key turned with a loud, definitive clack. The door swung open.