The two guards dragged her through the stone halls. The white wood doors open from the inside. She could see the inside, a cream color with book shelves covering most of it. His desk was centered into the middle of the back wall, near the balcony. Her feet have gotten scraped from the constant dragging. There we two large chairs in front of the desk. They placed her in one, and stayed two feet behind her. The Governor was not even there, she waited and she waited some more. Eventually she jut said "God this is more painful then the hanging" she tried to get up but, the guards pushed her back down into seat. A couple of mis-fire attempts at getting out of the seat later, came a fat man in powdered wig with a navy uniform on. He had very distinct eyes, they were a deep violet color that changed blue towards the middle. He didn't acknowledge her, he didn't speak. He went straight to his desk and started shuffling through papers, then with a sway of a hand a woman came in with a needle in her hand, she has no emotion in her face. She went to Katerina and moved her hair back and felt for a vein in her neck. "What the hell are you-" Katerina started. She didn't get to finish before the women plunged the needle right into her neck. With a loud and painful grunt, Katerina stood and was struck down back into the chair by the guards. "Do you know why I have brought you here?" The Governor asked. "No, but I have feeling you're going to tell me" he interrupted "it's because, one of your crimes is abduction, it was 9 times was it?" She remained silent and still "well, I need something of you" she laughed a little. "Why in God's name would I ever help you?" she said. "We can stop your execution" he said looking away from her, towards the balcony, that overlooked the ports and sea. "No you can't, and you won't. You heard my other crimes. Let's be honest here, I'm dead already." He smirked. "Right you are but, it will not be from hanging it will be from the lethal injection of a non-contagious disease. It's a slow and painful process. With in a month of today the disease will start to work, and with in three days time of that day you shall be dead" her smirk had went away and was replaced with shock, and anger. "Your turn" he said sitting down into bigger chair then her's across the desk. She knows of which disease he speaks of, The silent Monroe. It's name come from when a farmer name of Monroe was found in his fields bleeding out every opening in his body. It was found out that just a taste of raw meat mixed with the wrong berries could cause severe illness, but no one would notice it until the three horror days began. It was an excruciating death. "What the hell do you want?" She practically yelled. "I want you to find Olivia Marx" the confusion on her face clearly showed she needed more then name. "She's a whore, and she's pregnant. I must see her in my office before your one month is gone and you die. We have the cure to the silent Monroe, but if you don't return with her or at all you shall be feasting the maggots that will eat your corpse when you die" with a sway of his hand he signaled them to return her to her cell to think it over. What will she choose a slow painful death or get the cure and die by strangulation by the executioner's noose.
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Historical Fiction1743 London, England Katerina Levi, has been in prisoned for piracy. She is to be beheaded in two days time, however a miracle happens. Two guards drag her out of her cell and place right in the Governor's office. A simple needle injection, and the...