The sky appeared sliced into pieces through the wire mesh covering the bus window. As she sat pressed against the jolting seat, the metal on her wrists clinked softly with every bump. Someone sniffled, and the person in the front seat kept fidgeting with their hands in silence.

The atmosphere shifted as the bus came to a halt. The door opened, and the sounds of the outside world rushed in all at once. Numbers were called instead of names, and a line was formed. Looking up, she saw high walls topped with barbed wire.

It felt like it would never end.

She didn't know how many doors they passed through to get inside. Numbers were called instead of names, and every time a metal door slammed shut, it felt like the world behind her was being severed. After the brief intake procedures, she was led toward the housing unit as if being dragged. Her footsteps kept faltering.

They stopped in front of a door. Before the iron gate opened, a short burst of laughter leaked out from inside.

The inside was narrower than expected. Several pairs of eyes looked up at once, then quickly scattered. There were five people packed into the small room.

There were five people in the room. All eyes turned toward me. Among them, the one who stood out was the person sitting in the corner wearing a red name tag.