Under the spotlight of the sun, I abandoned the volley of questions swirling in my head. A cloud of dust arose from the satchel when Tomorrow tossed it at my feet. There was disrespect in the air from both of us. Out of frustration, I picked up the bag and walked forward without looking at him.

Hopefully, if I return alive, I can be rewarded with the truth. Further ahead, I saw three inmates running naked, flailing their arms wildly. Too much movement to check if they were claimed or ...