Inside the windowless courtroom, a man awaited sentencing for murder. There were no reporters and no spectators. His victim had been a school teenagers. The male prosecuter's voice echoed in the empty courtroom as he made his closing argurment.
" Your Honor, the people feel the maximum sentence in this case is both appropriate and justified. The defendant has a lenghtly criminal history, a prior offense for assault with a deadly weapon, and by his own words he's demonstrated his callous disregard for human life." As he started shuffling papers on the counsel table, the air conditioner emmited a loud noise and died. " I read from the probation report, after you shot him once, you then proceeded to shot him four times in the chest? " The defendant's reply ' He took a ticking and kept on shooting. " 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙤𝙧, 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚, 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙭 𝙒𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝. "
𝘼𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙, 𝙘𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙝 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙘 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙤𝙛 𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙜𝙪𝙨𝙩, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙩 𝙪𝙥 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙩, 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙢𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙧𝙩. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙟𝙪𝙙𝙜𝙚 𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙣, 𝙥𝙚𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙪𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙟𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙩. 𝙄𝙣 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙚𝙩.
" 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚'𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙙 ."
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