By Gregg Chamberlain
You’re gonna die.
All that remains is determining how: fast or slow?
Fast: a bullet in the brain. A stab to the heart. A lethal injection.
Slow: Screaming as a flaying knife separates your skin from your flesh. Groaning beneath the hammer blows of a stonemason’s maul breaking your bones, one by one, from foot to skull. Hunger-mad rats eating away at you, bound and caged, shrieking for a seeming eternity until their gnawing teeth find your throat and silence you forever.
It’s hard to decide. Quick and painless, or prolonged and agonizing?
Let’s flip a coin.
Do you feel lucky?
So dystopian! Love it.
Ta-merci