C1150 Yet Another Trap

I leaned over and looked at the Female prisoners sitting on top of the Iron stool with his head hanging down and his hands cuffed. "Hey, what's wrong?"

She was silent.

He really wouldn't die.

I leaned closer. "What's the matter with you?"

He heard a light snoring sound. Oh, he had fallen asleep.

I leaned closer and saw that I had indeed fallen asleep.

Fine, I'll just let her sleep then