In the icy wasteland, a massive prison stands in solitude.
Now, the prison is desolate, with all personnel having evacuated.
In a corner at its deepest part, Ree Shil opened his eyes.
"This place... is freaking cold."
Just moving his line of sight was impossible for him.
But even if he could move it, there would be nothing to see.
It was pitch black here.
He was confined in an extremely narrow space.
This prison cell was like a vertical coffin, with no room for him to even turn around.
The interior of the cell was shaped like steps, with cold, hard concrete forming a narrow seat.
Ree Shil maintained a seated position throughout, with his hands shackled, unable even to stretch or retract his limbs.
This cell was said to be designed for confining the most dangerous inmates.
However, since the construction of the prison, it has never been used.
He was its first guest.
"You're here."
