Chapter 25
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Chapter 25 Want Me to Do You That Favor?
Cedric stepped a little closer.
“Go ahead p>
Draven lowered his voice, his gaze heavy with hidden meaning as he spoke. “How long did your spirit animal stay with her that day last tirne p>
Cedric’s stare sharpened at once.
He’d brought that incident up again.
Was he trying to prove something, or dig up hidden secrets?
Meanwhile, Lyra went to the laundry room to pick up the Sentinels‘ clean clothes and prepared to deliver them back.
On the way, she crossed paths with a familiar face.
She halted and offered a soft smile by way of greeting.
Jessa could not return the smile. She walked straight over, and her first question cut straight to the point.
You didn’t go back before dark yesterday p>
Lyra stiffened, anxiety creeping onto her features.
She nodded.
She’d just pulled out her pen to scribble an explanation when Jessa cut her off before she could write a single word.
“No matter the reason, you must leave this place before nightfall.
“During training, this was emphasized to you many times.
“Those psychic monsters drift in and out without warning–they could show up here at any hour.
“An encounter with them would leave you with permanent, irreparable damage.
“Worse, their presence can push unstable Sentinels over the breaking point. If one snaps and breaks out of their cell, you’d be the first one torn apart p>
A small shiver ran down Lyra’s spine.
She realized her careless mistake had nearly sent her straight into mortal danger.
She hadn’t even considered that risk yesterday; all she’d panicked about was the possibility of feral Sentinels on the third floor might smash through their cell doors, then when she opened the doors the next day…
Lyra set down her paper and abandoned her half–written excuse.
She scribbled a full apology. “I’m so sorry, Jessa. I lost track of time and let my mind go blank. It will never
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happen again. From now on, I’ll leave as soon as my shift ends and won’t make you worry p>
Sa had been genuinely upset at first.
This critical safety rule had been emphasized repeatedly on the very first day of training.
Yet reading Lyra’s sincere written apology and seeing the genuine remorse on her face, she couldn’t bring herself to scold her any harsher.
She frowned and let out a weary sigh.
“Count yourself lucky nothing terrible happened last night. Burn this rule into your memory. Do you understand p>
Lyra nodded hard.
Jessa gave her a quick glance. “Get back to your rounds and finish your work p>
Lyra turned to leave, then suddenly paused as a thought popped into her head. She pulled out another slip of paper.
“Jessa, the people responsible for replacing and repairing the iron doors–if needed, can we call them over again this afternoon p>
Jessa studied the note.
“Well…” She thought it over briefly. “Technically, there’s no rule against it, as long as they aren’t swamped with other jobs p>
Lyra bowed deeply to show her gratitude upon hearing the answer.
Watching her earnest gesture, Jessa reached out to steady her shoulders with a helpless smile.
“You don’t need to bow over such a trivial favor p>
Lyra nodded with a quiet smile.
It mattered to her.
Unable to speak out loud, every conversation required extra steps on her end.
She owed thanks not just for answers and assistance, but for everyone willing to pause their busy schedules and wait while she wrote out her thoughts on paper.
“Off you go now. Come find me if any other issues pop up, Jessa said.
Lyra nodded, grabbed her supply cart, and hurried back to her assigned cell block.
Back inside Building Three, the repair crew had already finished reinstalling all warped third–floor metal doors and departed.
Lyra repeated the delivery routine she’d followed the previous day.
She folded clothes and tucked a small note alongside every bundle, “Hello, is there anything you need p>
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Most of the Sentinels reacted exactly as they had before. They would rather stay locked safely in their cells
endure the humiliating full–body restraints required for yard transport.
Only Cedric regularly submitted yard requests, enduring the degrading prisoner bindings again and again for the sake of his pets.
When Lyra reached Cell 105, the Sentinel inside stretched an äfin out to take his clean uniform. As she handed the stack over, Lyra spotted a green snake coiled loosely around his slender wrist.
It had a sharp, triangular head and translucent amber eyes, with vivid scarlet woven patterns running down either side of its body, starting behind its eye sockets.
“All my clothes are worn thin. Could you grab some new ones for me next time p>
His voice carried the clear, bright tone of a teenage boy, polite and amiable.
Lyra stepped back a little nervously at the sight of the snake, then glanced down at the clothes she’d just ‘ passed through the window.
This set was brand new–she couldn’t grasp what he meant.
Every Sentinel had unique personal preferences and demands, and her predecessor hadn’t shared many details about each resident during handover.
She jotted down a quick note, “I’m still new here. Could you clarify what you mean by ‘new‘ clothes p>
The boy offered a gentle, pleasant smile in reply.
“Oh, I don’t like wearing the clothes here. I like green. Anything with green elements is fine p>
He never leaned forward, so Lyra could only see a narrow slice of his torso through the service window.
He wore a muted teal shirt, and the sleeve had slipped down just enough to fully reveal the matching green snake wrapped around his wrist.
Lyra slid another slip of paper through the slot.
“Got it, I’ll log your request down in my notebook p>
“Thanks a ton.” With that, he stepped back away from the window.
Lyra shut the small panel, noted his special clothing request in her logbook, and continued down the corridor.
At Cell 119, she passed the same note through the window once more.
After reading it, the Sentinel inside spoke bluntly without hesitation.
“I want to switch cell rooms immediately. I can’t stand living right next door to that lunatic anymore p>
He’d been driven half–crazy by Felix’s constant teasing and had reached his breaking point.
Lyra had just begun writing a response when Felix’s grinning voice echoed through the shared wall between
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cells.
red of my company? Why not request a transfer to an entirely different building instead p>
Rhys snapped back in irritation. “Shut your mouth p>
The new attendant had been nothing but kind and respectful. He worried transferring might land him with a rude, dismissive attendant who looked down their nose at Sentinels like his last one had.
Felix paid no mind to his sharp rebuke. He pressed his entire torso flat against the thin wall separating the cells, grinning like an unruly troublemaker.
“There’s another option if you don’t wanna move.
“My raven’s beak is razor sharp–one quick jab could pierce clean through both your eardrums.
“Then you’d never have to listen to me talk ever again.
“How about it? Want me to do you that favor p>
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