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Chains rattle to the beat of heavy boots treading the grimy floor of the prisons sub-level. Dim lighting flickers on the guards escorting their prison to the execution chamber. The thickening air began could almost choke were it not for the large fans. They all turned the corner, stone faced with the walking dead hanging his head low. Sweaty black hair draped over his head hiding his face. The men came to a halt just in front of a cold steel door with a keypad just off to the side. One, the highest ranking officer there, parted from the formation and quickly typed in a simple nine digit combination. The metal slab screeched, grinding on the tracks as the quiet electric motor pulled it open. Bright florescent lighting blinded them for a moment before the room came into focus. Simple with white walls stainless steel cabinets and a large mirror window. Everyone knew its purpose; an audience waited on the other side no one the murderer knew, just some officials of the prison, prosecutor, and scientists. The guards walked him up to an ominous table with restraints where his limbs, head and body fit perfectly. A hydraulic lift held it up with tanks of seemingly harmless liquid just underneath. As they began to strap him in, two of the three scientists came inside and started to fill the tanks with the proper solutions. One thought him to be dead already as they strapped him in, looping the leather, tightly binding him. Needles drilled deep beneath his skin, piercing major veins in his arms and neck. His pale skin flickered life for a brief moment as another walked inside, passing the officers on their way out. The table began to lift with an eerie noise as he was brought face to face with the mirror.

"Mister James T. Anthony, you have murdered twelve in a most sadistic manor and this is the proper punishment saw fit for you..." The man spoke firmly, filling the enclosed room with his voice. "Do you have any last words before you leave this world." His eyes dropped down from the back of his head as the last bit of his life poured into them alone. He glared through the mirror, looking passed himself.

"What I did, I did in the name of man..." his voice grew from a hush. "You all have made me fail... so foolish..." he paused a moment, looking to the man just in front of him draped in pure white. "This day... Man's Day is drawing to a close as the sun sets now... You alone have brought about your own destruction. They, those who walk the night, stir as darkness approaches. They will rise..." he fell silent. The words hung in the silent air, lingering still as they began the death sequence. They forced the liquid into his bloodstream and his breathing along with the other functions slowed to a painless death.

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