Frontier Man
The next morning, all soldiers reported to watch your death. You thought your death you be quick, General Barrett made sure that would not happen. You were stripped naked, and since they assumed you enjoyed being raped, they shoved a sharpened stick up your anus and hammered until the point emerged from your abdomen. You, hardly able to walk were forced to walk up the steps of the gallows where a block had been set up for you. General Maxwell and Private Harrison still swayed in the breeze in the background. One of your escorts pulled the stick out of your anus, doing more damage and forced you to sit on the block. You were totally unaware of the next part of your execution. The escorts pulled your legs to the side after tying your wrists behind your back. General Barrett himself removed your scrotum and penis. The entire crowd cheered as you writhed in pain.
It seems as if this has become more of entertainment instead of an execution. The crowd cheers and whistles as you are being tossed around. General Barrett took you by the hair, and pulled your head back, before throwing you face down on the platform. He again lifted you up to where you were kneeling on your knees, and pulled your head back. He then slowly lowered your neck onto the block that already has some of your blood on it. He turned your head to the side and positioned your neck in the groove that had been carved for the purpose of your demise. You feel the edge of the ax softly touch your neck a few times as the executioner lines up. You close your eyes and pray for the ax to fall soon. The ax falls, and misses. Your right shoulder was caught, you rise up screaming in pain. General Barrett grabs your hair again, you manage to get the words "Kill me now," between all the moans, whimpers, and gasps. He pulls out his knife, holds it against your neck, and looks to the crowd for approval. The crowd erupts in a cheer. General Barrett slowly slides the blade across your throat, then releases your hair. You flop down on the ground still writhing from the pain. The cut was not enough to kill you quickly. You slowly begin to loose feeling throughout your body, your vision begins to blur, and you exhale your last as you bleed out on the platform.
It seems as if this has become more of entertainment instead of an execution. The crowd cheers and whistles as you are being tossed around. General Barrett took you by the hair, and pulled your head back, before throwing you face down on the platform. He again lifted you up to where you were kneeling on your knees, and pulled your head back. He then slowly lowered your neck onto the block that already has some of your blood on it. He turned your head to the side and positioned your neck in the groove that had been carved for the purpose of your demise. You feel the edge of the ax softly touch your neck a few times as the executioner lines up. You close your eyes and pray for the ax to fall soon. The ax falls, and misses. Your right shoulder was caught, you rise up screaming in pain. General Barrett grabs your hair again, you manage to get the words "Kill me now," between all the moans, whimpers, and gasps. He pulls out his knife, holds it against your neck, and looks to the crowd for approval. The crowd erupts in a cheer. General Barrett slowly slides the blade across your throat, then releases your hair. You flop down on the ground still writhing from the pain. The cut was not enough to kill you quickly. You slowly begin to loose feeling throughout your body, your vision begins to blur, and you exhale your last as you bleed out on the platform.
