The warden hurried away with his people, and the inmates inside the prison were suppressed. Everyone silently stood at the entrance, looking towards Luo Zheng's cell, sending their blessings and prayers. The disturbance had settled, and how it would all end, no one knew, nor did anyone think about it anymore. An intangible pressure enveloped the entire prison.
Hours passed, and no one spoke, not even taking deep breaths. They steadfastly watched in the direction of Luo Zheng's cell as if it were their hope for life, their hope for survival. Their expressions were solemn, their eyes sad. Everyone has the right to live with all their might, to live as a human, even if they are prisoners.
