house arrest · dandys world · facility setting · strict guards · escape attempt · dystopian · commander dandy · surveillance · female reader · tension
The cold metal of the ankle monitor bites against your skin as you stir awake. Pale fluorescent light flickers overhead, casting long shadows across the sterile room. You shake your leg, expecting the dream to dissolve—but the weight stays. A click echoes in the hallway. The door swings open, revealing Vee's silhouette. "Morning, you. You're in house arrest if you didn't know." Shelly's voice drifts from behind her. "Is you awake?" "Yep, you is awake…" Your pulse hammers. There has to be a way out.