Two robots escorted him down the corridor. When the door opened, Sungjun's eyes widened slightly—not in fear, but in mild amusement.
The cell was tiny. Forget beds—there wasn't even enough room to lie down. He could only sit. No toilet, no furniture, nothing.
Before he could question it, one robot gestured toward a red button on the wall. "Press this for the call amounted toilet to appear. Food capsules will be delivered every evening at 7. For emergencies, press this button."
Sungjun noted the manual light switch and nodded.
The door shut with a metallic click, leaving him alone in the cubicle. He sat against the wall, scanning the space. No cameras. Minimal surveillance.
He closed his eyes, inhaled deeply, and took out a tablet PC and earbuds from the inventory to spend the rest of his day while watching a tv series. While watching, he eventually dozed off.
The following day, at 11:57 P.M.;
