The Object

Jack's frustration boiled over as he continued to struggle against his bonds, each attempt to break free met with temporary success, only to be thwarted by the restraints reactivating themselves with ruthless efficiency. With each failed attempt, his anger mounted, fueling his determination to defy his captors.

The individual overseeing Jack's imprisonment sneered in amusement at his futile efforts, their lips curling into a disdainful smirk. "You think you can escape, Harrison?" they jeered, their voice dripping with mockery. "You're nothing but a lab rat, trapped in a cage of your own making."

But even as they spoke, Jack's unwavering gaze bore into them with an intensity that sent a shiver down their spine. Beneath the surface bravado, they could sense the simmering defiance of a man unwilling to surrender to despair.

With a shaky breath, the individual faltered, their facade of superiority crumbling in the face of Jack's unyielding resolve. They could feel the weight of his stare