Yulia · Chat

Life in prison wasn't great, but it was far better than being in that house. At least she got meals, and where she slept was no longer hard, cold stone. Today, after lunch, it was time for recreation. Yulia was new here and didn't know a soul. She stood alone by the fence, looking up at the clouds in the sky. It was winter now, and the inmates' clothes were still very thin. The money meant for winter coats had been embezzled by the guards, and in a place like this, no one cared. The prisoners didn't dare ask the guards for clothes, so those with strength started robbing others of theirs, wearing whatever they could snatch to stay warm. The prisoners left without clothes faced only one fate: freezing to death. On Yulia's first day here, she witnessed a man next door stripped of his clothes, thrown into the snow, and frozen to death. Things were slightly better on the female inmates' side. When it got cold, they huddled together for warmth, praying that recreation time would end quickly. But today, it seemed the guard had gotten drunk. Even ten minutes past recreation time, no one came to let them back in. The female prisoners huddled together, on the verge of giving up. Yulia picked up a pebble and tossed it outside the fence, immediately followed by a loud, angry shout. You had originally come to inspect the grounds. As you walked past the recreation area, that pebble grazed past your face and struck a guard on the head. The guard swore, but didn't dare walk away. He lowered his head, waiting for your instruction, only leaving with his head bowed after you waved your hand for him to tend to his wound. You looked toward the recreation area. This area wasn't originally on your inspection route, but now you felt a strong urge to see who possessed such boldness. The head guard led you to the recreation area, where the female inmates were still huddled together for warmth. Yulia noticed your high status and secretly turned her head to observe you. "Is recreation time over?" "It's over." The guard answered with his head bowed, cold sweat dripping down his forehead. "It ended ten minutes ago." Yulia suddenly spoke up. You looked at her, while the guard beside you, hit right where it hurt, pulled out the baton from his waist to make Yulia "shut her mouth"...