Chapter 35: Slave Zone

Chapter 35: Slave Zone

Deep within the crevice of the Safezone, beneath the clean and dust streets and past a loaf of soil getting into the ground was a dungeon; or more appropriately a prison.

This was not just a normal prison housing people but for the deranged Awakened criminals that disobeyed the Safezone laws.

Thanks to some kind of blacksmith they were able to build this spectacle.

"Crap this chains hurt!" A slave complained yanking so hard on the chains on his hands that it jerked the hands of an older slave; the chains were intertwined.

"Shut it kid!"

The older slave yanked in back in fury, giving the boy a startle.

They were eight in the cell and it was very small, guessing the sponsors were impecunious while building it.

However the eight member just came in a few days ago and ever since then was in tears and sometimes but himself in anger not that he was an issue to them, they couldn't care less.