Shooting the judge in the head as he stood frozen in fear

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I could sense his fear, and it was gratifying to know that I could instill such terror in a human being like him.

As he stood frozen in fear, I took out my gun and aimed it at his head. He begged for mercy, but I knew that I could not afford to show him any. I pulled the trigger, and the sound of the gunshot echoed through the alleyway.

I didn't hesitate as I raised my gun and pointed it directly at the person. The sound of gasps and screams echoed through the room, but I was focused solely on the task at hand. I demanded that the person admit to their wrongdoing and apologize to my family.

For a moment, the person just stared at me in disbelief, and I could feel the weight of the gun getting heavier in my hand. But then, finally, they spoke. They admitted to their actions and apologized for the harm they had caused my family.


I stood there for a few moments, basking in the aftermath of the judge's demise. I could hear sirens in the distance, and I knew that I needed to leave the area before the police arrived. I calmly walked away from the scene, and as I did, I could feel a sense of power coursing through me.

The sense of power that I felt was exhilarating, and I knew that it was a result of my dedication and perseverance. The power over such a human being was liberating to be able to act without any guilt or remorse, and I reveled in it. I dragged the judge out of the car into an empty alley.

The sound of the gunshot echoed through the empty alley as the bullet ripped through the victim's skull, causing a burst of blood and brain matter to explode out of the back of their head.

The body immediately went limp and collapsed to the ground, lifeless. The stench of death and gunpowder filled the air as a small pool of blood formed around the head. The shooter, with a twisted smirk on his face, lowered the gun and walked away, leaving behind the gruesome scene of carnage before the police arrived and stormed the building, and arrested the murder.

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