Jerid waits as no response seems to come. Then in the distance he sees the bleak light from a flashlight piercing trough the darkness.
A guard steps up in front of Jerid's cell and shines his light on him. Jerid averts his eyes from the blinding beam.
"Prisoner Ebrahim?"
"That's me."
"You've made some friends in high places."
The guard tosses Jerid an apple before leaving without saying another word.
Jerid stares at the apple, then picks it up and takes a bite. Sweet and sour assault his taste buds. The taste of outside brings back memories that seem a lot further away than they really were.
He then looks back up at the camera.
"I will not kill the pedophile." He says sternly before taking another bite from his apple.