Chapter One
We all knew that Marco was going to be put to death. Most of us knew anyway. With the only exception being Marco himself, everybody else was curious to see what sort of demise he would meet.
Astrix saw Marco being guillotined: seeing him forced under the sharp blade, and then watching as Marco's head was sliced clean off of his body.
Cleo predicted that he would be drowned. She could imagine him being held underwater; struggling for air, but no one would let him out until he was dead.
Shawn believed that Marco would watch each of us die some horrible death before facing his own. Apparently, watching the deaths of people close to you makes your own more painful. This is very true, especially if you know that it's entirely your fault.
My own idea wasn't nearly as dramatic as the rest. All they would use would be a single bullet. I mean, that's all they need to kill somebody. If they wanted him dead, the quicker the better.
"Will the accused come forward?"
Marco stepped forward, silently trembling in fear.
The judge took one silent look at Marco's messy hair and filthy clothes before making his decision.
"Marco Lebowitz, proven murder of Prince Evan shall be put to death by manner of shooting. The viewing shall take place at sunset today."
The judge left the courtroom, leaving Marco looking shaken.
The guards were willing enough to let us see Marco five minutes before his death. As they shooed us away, I realized something: these people solved a murder by committing another murder. Isn't that being hypocritical of themselves?
Bang.
