Fansadox Collection 456 Prison Horror Story Part 8 Predondo Top Info

At first, I didn't. But then, I picked up on a faint scratching noise, like fingernails on metal. It was coming from the last cell on the left.

I'd been a guard at Predondo for only a few weeks, but I'd already heard the whispers about the prison's dark past. The brutal treatment of inmates, the corrupt officials, and the unexplained occurrences that seemed to plague the facility. At first, I didn't

The inmate's voice was barely audible. "I...I'm...Graveyard." I'd been a guard at Predondo for only

We approached the cell cautiously, our lights trained on the door. As we peered inside, I saw a figure huddled in the corner, its back to us. The scratching noise grew louder, and I realized that it was coming from the walls, not the door. We'd heard rumors about Graveyard

And then, the screams started.

"You shouldn't be here," Graveyard rasped, his voice dripping with malice.

I exchanged a nervous glance with Max. We'd heard rumors about Graveyard, a notorious prisoner who'd been locked away for years. Some said he was a monster, a creature that fed on fear and pain.