A figure flashed past the massive trees on the second floor of the prison, and the speed kept increasing with time until it looked like a streak of lightning from a distance.
The faster and faster the figure got, only after images could be seen, and the impact was so great that it left behind some noise in its wake.
The figure turned out to be Musk, and when he looked up he could see that the sky on the second floor was slightly different, it had red mist all over. Since arriving on the second floor he has been anxious all the time and fails to calm himself down regardless of the means he uses.
He has no sense of security in this prison and could feel the sense of crisis magnified compared to when he was on the third floor.
Whoosh! Whoosh! ....
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