Go to sleep and connect to Scarlet first thing when he wakes

Shame was a gloomy cloud that floated over Scarlet as she sat in her rolling chair. After her private event that took place last night, she had convinced herself that it was just a bit of fantasy that got out of hand. When you were as distanced from the situation that took place with Falls as Scarlet had been, it was easy to forget that these were real people and families that had been affected by this. She had been grilling herself about it all morning, about how immoral it was to think about in that way. As much as she chastised herself, however, she couldn’t deny that at the time, it had been one of the sexiest things she could think of. Scarlet refused to acknowledge this fact though, if not out of fear, then out of something else entirely.

A knock came at her door, and she quickly gathered herself and rose to open it. As she opened the door, Henry’s face was there to greet her. It was time for them to swap out. Scarlet would take over at the cell block, and Henry would watch the monitors.

“Good luck tonight” Henry spoke.

Scarlet nodded at Henry and proceeded towards the cell block, ready for her shift to come. But as she walked towards the cell block, she couldn’t deny her heart was beating faster as she approached the door.

Boredom was the arch nemesis of a guard, especially for one on the night shift. Standing for hours in a room watching the clock tick away certainly wasn’t a job for anyone, but the frequent patrols were a nice way for Scarlet to pass the time. She’d go into autopilot mode, and do one sweep, after another, after another until the end of the night. Even still it was hard to deny that the work behind the monitor was a whole lot easier than this, and surely a lot more entertaining.

Scarlet looked at the clock. It was time for her first patrol. She began her methodical March down the first floor, looking inside each cell as she went. Walking up the metal steps she reached the second floor, and as she walked down the path her heartbeat grew faster. Each door she checked was a door closer to him. Was she nervous? Excited? Anxious? Probably a little bit of all of them if she was being honest to herself. Finally she reached his door and stopped, her hand grasping the latch she was supposed to open and look into the cell through. She paused, holding it, trying her best to slow her heartbeat down. He was asleep in his cell just a little bit ago when I looked at the monitors. You’re fine Scarlet, just open the latch. As she did so she was met with the pale face and blue eyes of Damien Falls, his face only a few feet away from hers.

His eyes opened and locked her in the moment they caught each other's gaze. Scarlet could feel her heartbeat skyrocket. Her breathing deepened. Every cell in her body was panicking, and yet, she felt that familiar sensation she had felt only the other day. That warm rosy feeling returned to her face. She could feel it seeping back through it into her head and scalp. Before she could think about it, she heard her own voice exit from her mouth.

“Falls. I didn’t expect you to be awake. You startled me.”

Part of her was confused how she had talked without even thinking about it, and another part of her was overjoyed that what she said was normal.

Instead of responding, however, Falls just looked at her face. He studied her features. Her white skin had turned red. Her now rosy cheeks relaxed and tensed, nervous scrunches gathering in between her eyebrows. And as she looked into his eyes, she swore she saw some emotion come over his face. Realization. Fear rampaged through her body, skyrocketing her heart rate. His squinted and a smirk spread across his face, as if he knew some dirty secret about her. She closed the latch sharply, the clack of the latch hitting the door jolting her more awake.

Scarlet pondered while catching her breath and staring eyes wide at the closed latch. He saw something in me. What did he see? Her mind raced with ideas. Had he seen that his eyes were giving her a warm feeling? Had he seen how her face turned hot red? He had to have seen it, she could feel how her face blushed while she looked at him. No, he had to have seen something more. Maybe he saw something that Tiffany had recognized in her the other night. Maybe it was worse than that. Maybe he could see that she talked to Tiffany. That she had talked to Tiffany about him. Maybe it had been even worse than that. Maybe he knew about last night. Had he known what she had done? Maybe he knew that she had touched herself that night. That she had touched herself and thought about him. Shame washed over Scarlet, as if she had just been caught with her pants down. This is crazy, there’s no way. You’re just overreacting. Scarlet thought to herself while she returned to her post. But she couldn’t stop terrorizing herself over the idea. No one knew how his powers worked. Maybe he can read minds. We don’t know. The concept that this man had infiltrated her thoughts terrified her to no avail. That he had maybe seen her deepest desires.

At that moment, she had decided that she needed to know. She needed to find out how his powers work. She would scour every paper, and every document about this man to learn how he worked. If only she knew how he worked, then she’d have nothing to fear.

But for the rest of her shift, Scarlet would not return to Falls’ cell.