The Body Electr
ic    The cold grey light filt
ered down through the window, coming to layup
on the prisoner on the cot.  He looked into the grey mo
rning, andcontemplated his crime
s.  The murders had been necessary, the people had
deserved to die.  They had insulted him and his fami
ly, thus they weredoomed to die
.  He had cut each one of them into pieces with a ste
akknife, and fed the pieces to his dogs. 
 They all deserve to die!    Heavy b
ooted footsteps rang in the corridor, and the prisoner 
rosefrom his cot.  His time had come
.  He too was going to die.  His doorslid
 open, and two armed guards entered, cuffing his hands behi
nd him.They marched him out int
o the hall and towards the execution chamber.  A
priest followed behind them, muttering prayers in L
atin.  The prisonerspun quickly
 and kicked the priest in the face.    "S
ave your fucking prayers!  No one can help me now, not ev
en yourprecious God!  If you wa
nt to pray, pray to Satan, for Hell is where I'm
going!  But I'm going to enjoy it!" the prisoner ye
lled at the priest.He spit into
 the bloody face of the priest, and turned away with an ev
ilgrin.  The guards pushed him into the c
hamber and brought him to thechair. 
 They shoved him into the seat and strapped him in.  They 
thenturned away and left the room.  
The prisoner looked through the windowat 
the audience about to witness his death, and smi
led.
    "They deserved to die!  You all deserve to die!"  The 
switch was
thrown, and the prisoner began to jolt as the electricity 
flowed through
him.  His eyeballs exploded in a shower of blood as his ha
nds clawed at
the straps binding him.  After a few more moments, his gri
p relaxed, and
he slumped back in his chair.  The power was cut off, and 
his charred
body lay there, the smoke filtering around the r
oom.

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