Branded (Working Title)

Imagine a world where criminals roam freely through the streets. The word "prison" lies dusty and in shadows. Instead, the crime they have committed is forever stained upon their forehead. Revolutionary tattoo ink, it cannot be covered and it cannot be removed, bar cutting away the skin all the way to the skull bone. No one can hide from their transgressions, they will be marked and every one will be able to see them for what the are: evil. Every criminal is found. Wonderful, is it not? No more time wasted in wondering if your creepy neighbor really is a kid toucher. However, there is no fair Jury Trial. No dispute of circumstantial evidence. No gavel wielding judge. Courts are lost to the past. Who decides on innocence, when no one, not even you, can defend yourself? Nothing is so black and white, yet nothing is questioned.