"My name is Sani, just like you, I skipped work in the afternoon, so for dinner, I only got potatoes and got put on the 'blacklist'.
The stranger dragged Omar into the darkness and headed towards the 'basic labor force' dormitory.
When Omar tried to struggle, he grabbed his arm tightly and whispered, "Don't be stupid, there are monitors all over this camp. Your every move will arouse suspicion.
We underestimated these yellow-skinned monkeys. They actually know a bit about management. Not only do they want to bind us forever with food, but they've also lured a bunch of fools to be their lackeys."
Omar glanced around and lowered his voice, "What do you mean?"
"It means your original plan won't work, but seeking 'external allies' is a way." Sani walked as if strolling, leading Omar slowly through their makeshift shelter, "Do you remember last winter's experience?"
