“Welcome to Ocassus Facility, please obey all commands at all times to ensure a functional stay.â€
Sour dreams are all that’s served behind the unforgiving walls of a prison, all the promises of love, freedom and a warm place to come home quickly disappear.
His mind was a sea of memories and tasteless scenes, as his brain focused on bringing the slightest bit of rest to his body, when the process of minor relaxation was interrupted by a loud noise. Max sat up and honed his senses, trying to make out what was happening; the answer came too quickly when five men entered his room, surrounded him and covered his head with what he hoped was his pillowcase and not some other filthy fabric. He felt cuffs against his skin, and one of the men instructed him to be quiet.
Welcome to the Palace.
“Have you ever found love at an odd place, within an odd moment?†Max whispered to Soren, as their bodies came closer to one another.
Max knew tougher times were ahead of him.
Max could get anything he wanted at The Palace.
Max and Soren are both up to naughty business.