Special Block
Robert's POV

I've been sitting in this chair for half an hour. Why didn't the warden still say something to me? What does he want?

Since then, he has been engrossed in his cell phone and coffee. So even though he didn't look at me cynically, it worried me.

"Relax, Robert. Why are you so tense? I asked you to come here so you can calm down from the bullshit that Orlando is giving you. He has been detained in a special cell. You know the prison cell?" the warden asked me.

I shook my head and said, "No sir."

"Those are the new regulations applied in this prison. When you commit an offense you will be locked up in a narrow room with no light. The room was very cramped. You can only sit or lie down. Anyone who entered there would probably experience a simulation of dying in a chest. Orlando will be the first to try the cell, and hopefully he dies so no one else bothers you," Lyon said casually.

I immediately panicked. It felt like it was too much. I know what Orlando did was wrong, bu
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