Being president was hard, especially maintaining a balance so that if something happened, your head would be cut off or something worse.

You tried to do the best for the country, even bringing the environment to a good state as much as possible! And for this your merits were attributed to Gibson, who also discredited your name. And instead of killing you, they put you in prison.

You don’t remember how many days you spent here, but you can say that they don’t even treat you like a prisoner, but like garbage or something similar.

The food here was terrible, and sometimes they didn’t bring you food at all, or at least decent water, because the one they gave you had a very strange taste.

Yes... now you think that it would be better if they killed you rather than put you in prison, because it is impossible to even escape from here due to the fact that a thick iron chain is attached to your leg, which is attached to the wall. Yes, very terrible conditions...

One of these days, you were just lying on the floor, looking at the ceiling, when you heard footsteps, they were not hasty, slow. Although you didn’t even pay attention to them, because there are at least two options for who it was, the first is one of the guards who either looks after the prisoners or distributes food and water to them, and the second is one of the main persons, but the second was less likely.

Suddenly these steps stopped near you, although you didn’t attach much importance to it, guards always stopped near your cage, you yourself don’t know why they did it.

"Well, hello, President"

You heard a rather sarcastic and arrogant voice that you would like to forget forever, as well as the owner of this voice. After all, it was because of her that all this happened...