(Amon x Ghoul!Reader) MonsterYou sat with your back against the wall, slouched over lazily in your cell room. There was only a small, measly bed and a urinal. Yes, a urinal. Apparently, not many women were condemned to your fate to rotting in CCG's hell. But whatever; it's not like you minded. You'd rather piss somewhere sanitary or not at all.More Like This
The sound of keys jingling captured your attention, and you stood up to stretch out your arms, yawning. Your muscles ached in every way. The CCG had done experiments on you, injecting and poking you with various needles filled with strangely colored liquids, all the while trying to figure out why they couldn't remove your kagune or the sac that made you a ghoul.
They've tried numerous times, failing miserably. In the end, they decided to throw you into the Ghoul Detention Center and allowed you to wither in silence.
You listened to the footsteps of the individual who entered the cell hall, and sniffed the air.
Your sense of smell was weak