A year later.
At the Ardmore City Prison Cell, people wearing tangerine-colored from top to bottom clothing. Some are crowding from one corner to another, there are also playing football at the open field provided for them. Some are just there to sit and watch others or just sit there for nothing. Like the man at one corner with his cigarette in between his fingers looking blankly at the sky like waiting for nothing. He heaves a sigh. He remembers how his life before, no direction. All he wants is power and money. He is blinded by greed. Didn’t see how he hurts people. Now he has nothing, family, money, all those luxuries, and those people who claimed as his friends are gone. He faced the trial alone, no one, sided on him. He can see those faces around him that day, mocking him for his d
