Thrown into a dark, cold cell, Alcides found himself alone with the echoes of the senator's warning ringing in his ears. Bruised, battered, and bewildered, he sat in the dimness, contemplating the unexpected turn of events. The air in the cell was heavy with the stench of despair, and the cold, hard floor offered little comfort.
As Alcides tried to make sense of the situation, his mind raced through the recent revelations about his true identity, the encounter with Bojan, the mysterious disappearance of the beggar, and now the harsh punishment inflicted upon him by those he believed were his parents. The events unfolded like a twisted tale, and he grappled with the harsh reality that his life had become.
Hours passed in solitude, but time seemed to stretch endlessly in the confines of th
