Ace sat in the empty jail cell of Impel Down. His arms were chained to the wall, unable to move himself off the dirty cement floor, and blood caked onto his skin.

Only a few hours left before his execution.

But even in eternal hell, where prisoners are supposed to be forgotten, he can still feel someone staring on him. His eyes glanced up behind his brows as his head hung low, meeting a Marine’s gaze-

Your gaze.