Leo and Zella didn't retaliate from getting a punishment. Both of them confined inside a different isolation room, the same with his wife's room, with no windows and only a metal door with a small peephole. Leo is allowed to practice with firearms.
He rotated the pistols in his hand quickly, and didn't even have a single fault on handling the firearms well. Leo sighed, got tired of it all, and settled on the bed, wondering what it felt like to be a normal person. No doubts, no prospects, and even a single concept of escaping every day.
Right now, he's getting tired of his life. Leo was close to breaking down, as well as getting what he wanted at the first place: death. He should have died along with her family when they got busted for the protest they made. Leo should have joined them.
In the middle of his reverie, Leo snapped awake when he heard thje door opening.
