"Tonight, we'll break out!"

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While the duo kept whispering about their plans.... other prisoners continued pointing fingers at each other and arguing nonstop.

And just as they were in the midst of pleading or their lives, one of the head guards soon ran up to warden Mitchen and gave a brief report of what actually happened.

Mitchen listened carefully while looking coldly at the prisoners.

He had just come from the S-class sector... as he wanted to make sure that everything within every sector was alright, before he took his 4-day vacation with his wife.

After arriving at the S-class sector, he immediately listened to the guards on the current situation in the sector.

They reported every little detail about what the prisoners had been up to, as well as all the crazy demands that these prisoners had.

Of course, Mitchen didn't even bother with most of the demands of the prisoners... as they were utterly useless and might also be used against the guards later on.

One of the prisoners requested for a human finger, while another requested for a feather instead.

But no matter what they requested, unless it had to do with basic things like increasing the temperature in the room or new foods that they wanted to try out..... every other request was just discarded away without a single thought.

And so after listening to the report from the guards within that sector, he immediately made his way to Sector A.

But who would've known that the first thing that he would chance upon was this chaotic scene?

Luckily, he had arrived when the head guards and the other guards had already calmed the situation down.

Or else many of these prisoners would've definitely fainted from fear if they were caught fighting red-handed in the midst of their monstrous Warden.

Mitchen listened to the report silently, while scanning through the men who were actually responsible for the whole ordeal.

'Bang!'

Mitchen landed his fist on one of the metal tables close by, instantly leaving a deep fully detailed fist-print on it.

And in addition to that, the thick heavy metal table..... now had its legs all slanted outward instead.

"Enough!" Mitchen bellowed, before silence completely filled the place in a heartbeat.

The place became as silent as a graveyard, as everyone looked at the Warden in shock.

If the legs of the table were now slanted, then wouldn't that mean that just a single punch from their warden was enough to dent this thick metal table like so?

They looked at the detailed fist print on the table that now looked like a work of art, and couldn't help but shiver a bit.

What if that punch had landed on them instead?

Then wouldn't they have a ton of broken ribs and fractures just by taking one hit from his beastly warden of theirs?

At this point, they were even doubting if he was human or not.

And if he were truly human, then what sort of hellish training did he do in order to enhance his body to be so strong?

All the prisoners shivered uncontrollably, as several unanswered questions flashed through their minds.

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As for the guards, they puffed out their chest proudly as they looked at their Warden.

They too looked at the fist print on the table and decided to train more and try out their luck later on.

Their current strength won't do at all!

Only by getting stronger, will they be able to tackle more problems in the prison.

So training was a must.

With that thought in mind, their eyes burned with fighting spirit as they began making training preparations.

"Enough!

I'll give one last chance, for the culprits to come out and tell me why they fought.

So now, tell me!!"

--silence--

Once again, no one stepped forward.

Mitchen looked at them and sneered.

"You all have utterly disappointed me!

As your warden, I expect honesty from you all... if you want to live here peacefully.

So when I had previously asked for those who were responsible for today's matter..... I only asked because I wanted to give the culprits a chance to redeem themselves.

Yes!

What I wanted, was to give the culprits a chance to tale responsibility... so as to make their punishment lighter.

But since no one wants to confess, then we'll just have to do the hs my way... won't we?"

Listening to their Warden, those who were guilty.... didn't know whether to kill themselves now or cry and beg for mercy instead.

Did this mean that If they had just confessed, then they would have been given punishment from the head guards rather than the Warden?

Everyone knew that when the Warden was slightly pleased with someone... .. Then if he had to punish the person, he would make his head guards choose punishment instead.

And if he was displeased, then it would be him choosing the punishment.

Of course by that time, the prisoner in question would truly feel like he was already in hell!

One should know that the prison was here to keep dangerous people away from innocent civilians... as well as to help these dangerous people reform their lives.

And up till now, many prisoners just knew the first reason why they had been kept here.... but they didn't know the second reason, which was to reform them into better individuals.

Anyway, long story short.... good behaviour got rewarded here, while bad behaviour got punished heavily by the guards.

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"Inmates 47, 54 and 89!

You 3 should be lucky that I was in a good mood today, or else your punishment would've been heavier than what I already have in mind."

Listening to their warden, the 3 culprits let out a sigh of relief.

Ahhh!.... it looked like they had truly been overthinking it.

One of them even smiled a bit at how lucky they were.

But how would he have known that he would be chewing his thoughts in just seconds from now?

"Since I'm in a good mood, then for your punishment... You 3 will spend a month in the white room, before finally spending a week in the 'Hole'."

"_"