Jaxon’s POV
They had my head covered with a cloth, so I couldn’t tell my exact location. Even if I wished to see the surroundings, there was nothing my eyes could see except darkness. I only knew I was going to hell—or maybe I was already there. They weren’t treating me as a prisoner. When they pushed me forward, I lost my balance, but I instantly stood up as tough hands gripped my arms tightly. They chained me.
“Take him to a dark cell!” one of the men screamed.
“No, Sir. He should be convicted first,” another officer disagreed.
“This is an order, Stan. You should do as I say!” the officer shouted.
“Yes, Sir!” Stan agreed.
“Listen… everyone! Take prisoner S4S to a separate, dark cell,” Stan ordered his men.
As I was still listening to them pass orders down to each other according t
