As the region battles a second wave of infections, people who have had contact with confirmed cases are being herded into confinement
Around eight o’ clock in the morning the doorbell of the tiny single room blares, announcing at obscene volume the arrival of breakfast. The person who delivered it is long gone by the time the door opens.
Inside the occupant looks out the window to the grounds of the complex that they aren’t allowed to visit. They wonder how long they have to stay locked up, because no one has told them.