The winding road took us further inland. Rolling mountains jutted at odd intervals.
Out of nowhere, a makeshift road (actually a dusty path) emerged. This signalled the end of a tedious journey. The path opened into a clearing.
Dozens of uniformed children were scattered around the yard of a compound.
At first glance, they appeared to be your average ten-year olds.
Closer inspection yielded different results.
It was the eyes. A dead give-away. Dull, unseeing, lifeless… soulless…
This was no ordinary learning institution, the occupants were definitely not normal, everyday learners and we were intruders trapped in this no-go zone!
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