They showed me their courtrooms and prisons. They showed me the wargames. I watched as men and women in jumpsuits fled and shouted through a complex obstacle course, firing their weapons wildly at one another. Oddly, no one ever seemed to stop, to fall down dead or injured.
I inquired about the ammunition.
"Everything is completely real," they assured me.
I suggested the prisoners were very poor shots. Perhaps purposely, to subvert the system.
"Oh, no. every bullet that strikes inflicts another year of life upon them. That is their punishment. Why? How does it work where you come from?"
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