The Punishment department has a very huge space with a few people there, but today, right now at the moment, the place was crowded. 15 out of the 20 recruits were there, claiming they had chosen to work in the Punishment department. Caleb felt like his head was going to blow up. He told them about a million reasons why they are not accepted in the Punishment department, but absolutely no one was listening to him. Called excuses himself and walks into the resting area where he poured himself a cup of water. He takes a deep breath after he takes the water, then he clenches his fist. He did not know how she did it, but every time Karma went to address the recruits, more than half of them would apply to be part of their department. She goes out there, brings in a load of work, then she leaves him with the work of rejecting them. Every other set were easy to get rid of, but this set, nope. They were as stubborn as anything. 

  "Why do you look so stressed?" Caleb releases the cup in fear and Karma catches it, then she keeps it on the table. "What's wrong with you?" She folds her arms as she stares at him. Caleb closes his eyes, then he opens them and takes a deep breath.

"20 out of the 15 recruits are in our reception waiting to be accepted as members of this department". Karma narrows her brows.

"What? 15? That's more than half of them". Caleb nods frantically. 

"Exactly," he replies, "that's more than half of them".