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\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs18\kerning28 Execution
 by gas\par}

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\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs22\kerning28     The witnesses
 had watched quietly as the woman was brought in. The charges and the verdict were
 read and the sentence reviewed and explained to those present. Then she was stripped
. No longer did she look like the killer she was. Suddenly she looked about ten 
years old and scared of the dark. Led to the chamber and belted in with the microphone
 taped to her chest. The mike that would let them all hear her last heartbeats. 
Together with a second one in the chamber to catch her gasps as the poison did it
\u8217\'92s work. It was to be caught on camera also, a complete record of the death
 of a murderer.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs22\kerning28     A last
 few words from the padre and the door swung shut. The clang and the sounds of it
 locking signaled the start of her death. What would it feel like to die? She had
 heard lots of stories, some said it was quick and painless. A few breaths and nothing
. Others claimed it would burn like fire in her lungs, torturing her for long minutes
 of agony, searing her flesh and burning her blind. She figured it would be someplace
 in the middle. Soon she would know.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs22\kerning28     As she
 waited to die she thought back on her last day alive. The early morning wake up
, a breakfast that had been ordered by her but wasted. She had not been hungry. 
The physical and the enema, her last piss and the sealing of her holes, her ass 
packed with cotton balls and her piss hole filled with a rubber plug. The damned
 things were uncomfortable still. The belt across her waist was stiff and scratchy
 and she thought the cuffs on her wrists would cut her if she struggled. At least
 her legs and feet were free. She could kick if she wished. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs22\kerning28     A voice
 on the speaker. Telling her it was starting, suggesting that she breathe deeply
 and end it quickly. She wanted to tell it to go to hell but just couldn\u8217\'92
t seem to get the words out. Was that a hissing she heard. Shit yes, the gas was
 coming in. Her effort to take a deep breath was stopped by her unconscious desire
 to live. Holding in her lungs the only pure air she had, trying to make it last
 forever, uselessly. The hiss grew louder as her lungs ached. The gas was filling
 the chamber. Then she had to breathe even at the cost of her life. The gas felt
 greasy as it filled her lungs and she coughed. More came in. A warming spread throughout
 her chest. Maybe this wouldn\u8217\'92t be so bad. The skin of her arms and legs
 was turning bright red before her eyes. The warmth changed into a burning that 
filled her body. Even her pussy was getting hot as the gas seeped inside there too
. She was on fire. Panting rapidly in an attempt to, to do what? To clear her body
 of the poison, to blow out the fire, or to just get it over with and die. The mind
 trapped in the dying body had lost control and could only watch and experience 
the sensations sent to it by the  nerve endings exposed to the gas. The view grew
 fuzzy. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs22\kerning28     Those
 outside watched and listened as the gas did it\u8217\'92s work. The sound of her
 pounding heart fought with her gasps to fill the room. Her body grew redder with
 each breath. Hands made fists as legs thrashed wildly. Blood trickled down from
 a bitten lip. There was no doubt she was paying the price for her crimes.\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs22\kerning28     Inside
 the chamber it was hell. Fire and brimstone burned and blinded her. Then it grew
 quiet. The pain went away, the fires cooled, and her vision darkened. No longer
 did her lungs suck in the poison. From outside the sound of her breathing ceased
 and her racing heartbeat  slowed it\u8217\'92s pace. With each beat her body seemed
 to shrink in upon itself until it looked like a doll strapped inside he death chamber
. The darkness covered her like a blanket as her body shut down in the face of the
 overpowering insults it had taken. A few last beats and her heart too quit. Falling
 into the final fibrillation before stilling forever.  It was over and the silence
 was broken only by a soft sobbing from one of the witnesses. She had embraced darkness
 with her actions and not the darkness had claimed her in return }}