Subject #7412 – Chapter Nineteen

Subject #7412 – Chapter Nineteen – Assigned Roles & Dress Trials The ceiling light hummed softly overhead, its glow shifting gradually brighter in simulated dawn. Subject #7412 stirred against the confines of the crib-like bed, his body caught between sleep’s heaviness and the inescapable presence of the thickly padded garment wrapped around his waist. The … Read more

Mommy Knows Best – Chapter Eleven – A Day of Rules and Routines

Mommy Knows Best – Chapter Eleven – A Day of Rules and Routines The soft, golden light of early morning filtered through the bedroom curtains, washing the room in a quiet warmth. Daniel stirred beneath the heavy duvet, his eyelids fluttering open as his body reluctantly acknowledged that morning had come. For a moment, he … Read more

Mommy Knows Best – Chapter Nine – A Day of Gentle Rules

Mommy Knows Best – Chapter Nine – A Day of Gentle Rules Daniel stirred under the soft weight of the blanket, feeling the warmth of the morning sunlight spilling across his face before he’d even opened his eyes. The house was quiet in a way that only mornings could be: the distant hum of the … Read more

Subject #7412 – Chapter Seven

Subject #7412 – Chapter Seven – Holding Pattern The room felt smaller somehow, though nothing had changed: the sterile walls, the hum of concealed machinery, the faint glow of status monitors in their fixed positions. Yet Subject #7412 felt the space press in on him, as though every surface had become a boundary he could … Read more

Mommy Knows Best – Chapter Five

Mommy Knows Best – Chapter Five – Shadows Beneath the Calm The morning started quietly, deceptively ordinary. The sun spilled across the kitchen floor in lazy beams, glinting off the polished counter. Daniel had lingered over his coffee longer than usual, staring at the steam twisting upward, his thoughts elsewhere. Samantha hummed softly while tidying … Read more

What Remains Between Us – Chapter Four

What Remains Between Us – Chapter Four – A Step Outside The morning light filtered softly through the curtains, brushing across the living room in gentle stripes. Mark sat on the edge of the couch, hands clasped, staring at the small pile of papers on the coffee table. His stomach churned more than it should … Read more