[Slokais]

He awoke in a dark room, the walls made of carved obsidian, the room was lit by some light bars attached to the ceiling. On the floor was a pile of cornmeal, that he assumed was food. He quickly ate it. Not realizing how hungry it really was, he felt woozy, the stun blast he thought. The only other object in the room was a toilet, and a screen attached to the ceiling. It was playing propaganda footage of Hus and Kay Pacha, in it, children played in front of a temple as playful music played. It then switched to an extremely high-pitched noise, the sound knocking his already achy head. A panel in the wall opened, and two officers in orange armor walked in, batons at their side. In the center was an older man in a faded gray uniform, a Toko he realized. He realized what was going on.
“So you're going to give me an unfair judgment,” Amaru asked
“Of course not,” the old man said
“Dont lie to me, the Kay is watching your every move”
“As a Toko, I find the statement offensive”
The Kay approached and pushed Amaru out of the cell.
His cell was one of many, he quickly saw that there were long hallways leading in all directions, every few meters a cell. There were even a few cells above him, accessible only by lift. They pushed him through the complex. Fair above there was a window, around it was hard mountain rock. Below him were many rows of opaque cubicles. Kay pushed him into an elevator, the ride was quick and they were soon on the floor with the cubicles. The Toko led the way, they passed many other inmates, most still in street clothes, some in yellow jumpsuits. The Kay forced Amaru into a seat within the office of the Toko. Around them were legal books, and various scrolls.
“You, Amaru Wanya Hasu are being changed with unlawful protest, and counter-government activity,” The Toko said
“You have it on camera,” Amaru said
“Indeed we do, we also know the names and locations of everyone in your village”
“No, not the Village Penalty, they will starve”
“That is still up on the table”
“Why did you participate in these unlawful activities”
“Because, I want a New Huscar, one that is reformed and for the people. One was a person is free to express their ideas''
“I see…”
“Do you go to Kay Pacha often”
“Somewhat, I assume you already know this, don't you?”
“....Um yes, and we already have a report from the priest there”
“What did he say”
“That you are good person, and you have done service for your common Huscar”
“And..”
“Your punishment will be lessened, you will serve the Pacha Roads Commission for a 2-year term, you work will also be filmed by the Pachan Broadcasting Company to prevent recurrence for your crimes”
“I see”
The Toko came closer and whispered
“Be glad, they told me to send you to The Cliff”
Toko took him back outside and was received by Kay once again.
They handed him a grey jumpsuit with the seal of the Roads Commission.
“Put these on be back outside in 2 minutes”
He quickly changed into his new jumpsuit and was back outside.
“Go to the orange elevator,” one of the Kay said

The elevator doors opened and Amaru saw where they were. They were on top of a large building built into the mountainside, below him he could see the window from earlier. An orange transport stood there waiting as Amaru joined a group of other inmates. He recognized some from the protest, but not many. He hoped that the rest of those who had been captured had not been taken to The Cliff. Then again they probably did not have the same Toko as he did. They were soon all forced into the bus, and once they were all on, the bus drove forward down the winding road. Outside the sun rose over the mountains, their orange glow brightening the forests below them. The bus stopped soon however at a tunnel, to their left was a large cliff. On top of it, people stood at the edge each with a Kay Pacha at their side, the drop may have had a decent chance of survival, but they would break many of their bones on impact. The tunnel doors opened and the bus moved into the darkness.