You could get in trouble," I frown. He walks in without asking if he can. Totally insulting but it was fine by me. "I want to give you something," h... whispers. I look around, not getting why he was whispering. "It's okay, we're alone." He sighed in relief. "You forgot your jacket," he says, trying to switch the subject. "I know," I chew on my lower lip. Awkward silence followed. In that short moment, he kept staring at me as though I was guilty of something. But there also was a. I thought about it for a second or two but then decided against answering it, I wanted a witness of sorts this time. I ran down the hall to find Bill but he wasn't in my room. I went into the kitchen and found him sitting there drinking a coffee.“Oh, I didn't expect you to be up yet.”“I've only been up for a bit. I heard you talking in the office with the door closed so I figured you wanted to be left alone.”“Thanks for that, but I need you to do something for me.”“Sure, what's up?”My phone. Well, he was always quick with the retort.“And you’re here why after all of this time?” I said.“Look, can I come in. Standing out here in the walkway carrying on a conversation seems a bit odd or something,” he said.“Not to be obvious Mister Cord, but why after all of this time would you want to be bothering us?” I said.“It’s Sarah, she’s getting married—finally. She wants to see you,” he said. For the life of me I was pretty much instantly curious. I motioned him to come in a take a seat under. "Your execution will occur in the public square where it will be witnessed by hundreds."Then he left and the door slammed shut. She tried it. She was definitely locked in her cell. Suddenly this was no longer a joke. Sally regretted yielding to the temptation of another sexual arousal by death.It was a long cold, dark night. Sally had a mattress and blanket, but she could not sleep. She waited for the dawn and something more to happen.Just before dawn, Deathmaster entered the cell. Sally was.