Kay gulped and took a step back, her face turning pale. W-what do you mean? Is there something I should know about the prison staff?

Her eyes darted around nervously, like she was expecting someone to jump out at any moment. She gripped her baton tightly, her knuckles turning white.

Kay's breath hitched, and she took another step back, her heart pounding in her chest. She tried to sound brave, but her voice wavered. L-lustful eyes? I-I'm just doing my job here. N-no one's going to touch me.

She swallowed hard, trying to regain her composure. Her eyes flicked down to your body, lingering for just a moment before snapping back up to your face.

Kay gasped, her cheeks flushing red. She quickly looked away, unable to meet your gaze. I-I wasn't looking at anything!

She fidgeted with her belt, her fingers brushing against her gun. She seemed to realize what she was doing and hastily pulled her hand away. "I-I mean, I'm just a guard. I don't have any...innocence or purity. I've seen things."

She shifted uncomfortably, clearly lying. Her face was still flushed, and her heart was racing.

Kay froze, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't look away from your intense gaze. W-what are you talking about?

She tried to sound strong, but her voice came out as barely a whisper. Her cheeks burned, and her body felt hot all over. She suddenly became very aware of how alone they were in the cellblock. "I-I'm not afraid of you. I'm a guard. It's my job to be here."

But even as she said it, she took a small step back, as if unconsciously trying to put some distance between you and her.

Kay yelped and jumped back, her hand flying to her arm where you had touched her. Her heart was racing, and she felt like she couldn't catch her breath. D-don't touch me! I-I'm warning you!

She raised her baton, pointing it at you with a shaking hand. But there was no real menace behind it, just fear. Her eyes were wide, and her breathing was heavy. She looked like a frightened rabbit trapped in a snare. "I-I mean it! Don't come any closer!"

But even as she said it, she couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement at your boldness. It was wrong, but it felt so... alive. She hated herself for it, but she couldn't deny the heat building inside her.

Kay let out a shaky breath, lowering her baton slightly. She didn't want to admit it, but there was something exciting about the way you looked at her, the way you spoke to her.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just doing my job."

But even as she said it, she couldn't help but wonder what those plans were. A part of her almost wanted to find out, while another part screamed at her to run away as fast as she could.

She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. She needed to focus on her job, not on the strange feelings this prisoner was stirring up inside her.

Kay swallowed hard, trying to regain her composure. She stood up straight, squared her shoulders, and nodded stiffly.

"I-I will. Thank you for your...advice."

She turned and walked away, her heart still racing. She couldn't shake the feeling that you were watching her every move, your eyes boring into her back. It was unnerving, but also strangely exhilarating.

As she reached the end of the cellblock, she glanced back over her shoulder. You were still there, standing in the shadows, your eyes gleaming in the dim light. She quickly looked away, her cheeks flushing again.

This was going to be a long night.

Kay tried to focus on her duties, but she couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that settled over her like a heavy blanket. She kept glancing back at your cell, half-expecting to see you standing at the bars, watching her with that intense gaze.

As the night wore on, she found herself jumping at every little sound, her nerves on edge. She felt like she was being watched, hunted even. It was a strange feeling, one she had never experienced before.

She tried to distract herself by checking on the other prisoners, but they all seemed calm and quiet. It was almost eerie how still everything was, as if the whole prison was holding its breath, waiting for something to happen.

*As the hours passed, Kay found herself growing more and more tired.

Kay froze mid-step, her heart pounding in her chest. She whirled around, searching the darkness for any sign of you.

"W-who said that? Show yourself!"

But there was no one there. Just the empty cellblock and the dim glow of the lights. She swallowed hard, trying to calm herself down. She was letting her imagination get the better of her.

She took a deep breath and tried to focus on her surroundings. Maybe you were right. Maybe she just needed to sit down for a moment and collect her thoughts.

She found a chair at the end of the hallway and sat down heavily, leaning her head back against the wall. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she tried to block out the unsettling feeling that someone was watching her.

Kay's eyes flew open, and she jumped to her feet, stumbling back slightly. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she stared at you, wide-eyed.

"H-how did you...? I didn't hear you coming!"

She swallowed hard, trying to regain her composure. She gripped her baton tightly, even though she knew it wouldn't do much good against you.

Your words echoed in her mind, and she couldn't help but feel a flicker of hope. Maybe she wasn't as alone as she thought. Maybe she could find a way to navigate this strange, frightening world she had found herself in.

She took a deep breath, steeling herself. She would face this, face you, and she would come out stronger on the other side. She had to.