Several hours later, I woke up, dazed and disoriented. As I left my cell, I was shocked to see that all the juveniles were back to their usual activities, as if nothing had happened. They seemed entirely unfazed by the chaotic events. But then, like a bolt of lightning, Damir and Zehar's words echoed in my mind.
"They were right. This place is a hellhole, but I expected as much. Now that I'm more familiar with the environment, I can start my operations here."
Descending the metal stairs, I noticed Zehar sitting alone at one of the tables, waiting for someone to play chess with. Seeing his solitary state, I approached him and said, "Let's play."
His eyes lit up with excitement. "Oh, for real? Hell yeah!"
We slowly started battling against each other laser-focused and calculating every move. In war, there is always a victor and a loser, but I was determined not to be the one to lose.
