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... cliffs and one gentle slope.
It was said that those who died there wouldn’t be able to escape as ashes.
The only way out was to complete one’s prison sentence.
Late night. Cell No. 4027.
The other prisoners were fast asleep. The sounds of farting, teeth grinding, and snoring interweaved in the air.
In a corner of the room near the urinal, a skinny teen was curled up into a ball.
Suddenly, his eyes flew open as if he had just woken up from a nightma ...
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