After another manslaughter, Michael was thrown behind bars, but this time it became much more serious. Now he was alone, with no one around to save him. Michael did not want to be in this position, but the terrible reality had done its job and now he could only stare at an empty wall somewhere, and there was no place left in his heart for hope of something good in his future life. Every day behind bars was a painful reminder of his own mistakes and the choices that led him to such disastrous consequences. Now he realized that his road to freedom and happiness seemed almost impassable. He knew that the whole world had turned against him, and even if he could get out of prison, there would be many obstacles in his way that could destroy all his hopes...

Michael sat humbly against the cold wall now, staring with his blank, faded eyes through the small window from which the dim, cold light fell...

Is this the end?