Chapter Twenty-Two
Fantasy Execution – Part Three
The clock read 2:00 pm! Thomas appeared, still dressed in the black rubber uniform, but now wearing the full, head and face covering gas mask again! I couldn’t see his eyes behind the darkened lenses and that made it even more terrible for me. His muffled voice spoke.
“Convict, it is time to go over your history and your Judgement. I will read your crimes, and your acceptance of the original Judgement, and then all of the extensions that have been added over the years.”
He read everything slowly in a loud, unemotional voice while I listened in trapped attention to the fateful words that have so limited and controlled most of my adult life. I had to listen. There was no way for me to ignore his voice coming into my earplugs! At last, he
