Looking around, all I saw were elderly men and women, both young and old, dressed in coarse hemp prison uniforms and looking exhausted.,He plopped down on the ground, chewing slowly on a hard, cold biscuit. He softened it with his saliva before swallowing, his attention focused on the low-voiced conversation of the officials. Though their chatter was fragmented, he could still piece together some information from it.,If the criminal dies halfway, they will cut off his written face skin or ears as evidence of a human head.。