Midnight, a flicker of the lighter illuminated the man's face as he clutch a cigarette.

"Dad!" A desperate plea, yet his demeanour remained unmoved.

“It’s always ‘for the nation’… When is it about me?! What, I have to start another uprising just so you’d even look at me?!"

A sigh escaped the man as he approached her, giving her a sliver of hope, before crushing it with the swish of a sedation needle that punctuated the charged silence. He spoke at last,

"Take her back to her cell."