Jedidiah Jetti's Transmigration

CH072: At Its Lowest Point

City Station,

West Wing, Cell Block A3,

The room was filled with the nauseating smell of urine and feces. The room only had one light bulb so it was dimly lit.

Two huge inmates with tattered and old clothes sat at one end of the room playing cards. Their last inmate was all curled up in another far end of the room.

His eyes were closed and his physical condition looked terrible. He was only wearing torn shorts. His body was designed with bruises.

Some purple and some red indicating they were freshly inflicted. His face was swollen and one part of his mouth had a stain of dried blood.

If one didn't know better, they would think he was unconscious with the way he closed his eyes.

But his eyelids shook following the jingling of keys. Two prison wardens approached the room.

One stood by the door side and called out,"Mason Briggs!"

The unconscious man's eyes flew open and he tried to speak but he couldn't get anything out of his mouth which ached like hell.

His colleagues sneered at this