Behind the Mask
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"I'm not a psychopath! Not a psychic! I AM NOT INSANE!!!!!!!"
The atmosphere on the hallway was thick. None of us could stay on foot towards the execution area. The defendant, crying and pleading to release him, draws near to his painful yet simple death. As we stepped the endless walk, we finally reached the Room of Death, or so they say among the prisoners.
"Prisoner 24601, Wilhelm Stan Milling, also known as Bill Mill. You have been convicted of Murder and is only punishable by death by the state law of California. Any last words?"
"I didn't kill them. It wasn't me. I am INNOCENT! Please listen to me!"
Bill kept denying his convictions as we dragged him to the platform. However, all the evidence pointed straight back to him and he had to face his fate...be hanged.
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