44. Morning Break

When they all finally completed their marching drills that morning, all the prisoners had arms swollen from all that push-ups, and all of them were staring at the weird new companion of theirs. The three-haired idiot that made them take all that punishment. They silently swore that they'll make him pay for that. But not just yet. Everyone is dead tired now.

They filed back to a holding barracks for a short break, waiting for lunch in about half an hour's time. As they slumped down on the rows of chairs and benches, taking a quick nap before lunch, Ah-mo looked around the room. He wasn't tired -- and was still wondering why did they had to listen to someone shouting...

Nothing much in the room, except for a few ceiling fans. A big whiteboard in front of the room. Dirty-white walls surrounded the room, with two guards guarding the only entrance of the room. Nothing to eat. Nothing to do. Ah-mo gave a big yawn, and decided to sleep for a while too.