The night was cold. Everyone was out on the field, hunched on their backs or totally sitting on the ground as they plucked out weeds and trimmed the grass with nothing but some form of scissors and a flashlight.
It was hard before, but with the guards’ watchful eyes hovering over them every once in a while now, it grew even harder. At least before, it was only the prefects they had to watch out. Now, they even had to watch out for Dwayne Johnson replicas scattered all over the place.
Some of them even had guns and batons tucked inside their belts, making their presence all the way more dangerous.
One of them swore he saw one of the big guys reload his gun.
As the minutes ticked past, all of them were slowly losing the hope of seeing a spectacle unfold tonight. The time that was on the
