As I sat in the death house cell I began to imagine how my life has been .
I never meant to shut down the passanger plane, two hundred and sixy five including children all died all because of me . The system was hacked and the planes identical , I was to shut down the terrorist and gold smugglers plane I got the order "shut it down now !".
I aimed my bazuca at the designated plane and fired .
It exploded into a giant ball of red flame and dark cloud a few meters from the city everyone saw what happened , only to learn that I shot the wrong plane a few minutes later , I was arrested and charged with treason for complying with terrorists and given the death penalty so quick than a corruption deal.
I had just had my last meal, a hot cup of coffee and come chocolate brownies, in
