Martin and Jack were forcibly put on a plane.More than ten hours later, they arrived in a barren land.The sun was scorching. As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but endless wasteland and a few rundown makeshift shelters.They were locked inside a small, low-roofed thatched hut, guarded around the clock by armed security personnel. Their only way to earn a little soup was to perform backbreaking manual labor. They had no freedom whatsoever.Staring at the endless sea of yellow sand outside the window, Martin was consumed by despair.He finally understood that Simone would never forgive him. This silent, inescapable imprisonment was more agonizing than death itself.Jack huddled in a corner of the hut, having had a complete mental breakdown. He kept mumbling as though trapped in a nightmare. "Mom, I'm sorry. Please come back and get me... Mom, I don't feel good..."His eyes were vacant. One moment, he would burst into manic laughter. The next, he would curl up and scr
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