The ominous prison high walls, along with the iron door embedded in the center, slowly slide open to both sides with the low hum of the hydraulic device, revealing a passage flanked by high walls.
The blue and white car drives inside, its wheels crunching lightly across the ground.
Inside the car, Li Shang sits in the front passenger seat, gazing silently outside through the window.
Truth be told, this isn't Li Shang's first visit to the Second Prison, but past visits were hurried affairs, while this time, perhaps due to a different mindset or perhaps driven by an instinct, he observes the prison's interior closely and carefully for the first time.
As he observes, a chill grips his heart.
No other reason, just too imposing.
This sense of imposition doesn't just come from the standard prison features like high walls, electric grids, and iron windows, but an omnipresent tension that feels "alive."
