I'm kinda new to this forum. Figuring out that it's just a fun fantasy, and that I'm not evil or something haha. Came to the realization today that it is no worse than people blowing people up in video games all the time so I figured I haven't seen many stories with "you" as the victim. Thought why not, here goes:
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The seconds ticked by slowly as the clock hands dreaded to move around. As you stare at intently you look back on how you came to be here, and the clock fizzles away to the interior of a busy shop.
Rows of apples glisten in front of you with bananas to the right. A shopper brushes past you moving a fruit into her basket without looking up. This was your chance you thought as you look around, it's not like you thought about it was instinct, hunger does that when you are so poor. You'd done it, a fruit remained concealed underneath your clothes. Elation rippled through you although you trembled a little in fear. All you had to do was walk calmly out. The door was getting closer, you watched it open easily for another shopper. Don't look back you thought, turning around. Quickly you faced the door again trying to scrub the image of the security guard from your mind. As the door neared you skipped a little to make it move closer, before breaking into a full run. The doors opened before you and you were out of the shop but then you realize that your footsteps were followed by an echo of more footsteps. You felt hands close around your arms near the elbows and push you up against the cold bricks. No, you thought, shaking your arms as far as they would move and trying to walk backwards to no avail. You stopped as you heard a voice in your ear, "Stop struggling, no reason to struggle if you haven't done anything."
Of course you had you thought as you looked around the little room with only a small window overlooking a small crowd that had formed in front of a cart to see thieves meet justice at the end of a noose.
A tinkling noise echoed through the bars of the door. It was produced by a woman carrying a length and pushing keys into the side of the door. Finally the door swung open. This was it.
"Turn around." She orders you. You look at her as if she just made a joke you haven't got yet before turning around in front of her. She pulls your hands together behind you and you hear several clicks as they fasten together. You try them out, pulling your hands sideways a little to make sure they are really real and then you walk out to the gentle pushes of the woman behind you on your arm.
As the door to the main building opens you have to squint as you realize how sunny it is today. When your eyes open you can see the crowd in its fully glory on the lush green grass in front of the cart. You are marched in front of the crowd without giving them a second glance and pushed up onto the cart where you stand stupidly staring down at the crowd, your hands still pulling slightly behind you as if the hand cuffs might give way eventually. You feel all the eyes staring back at you as you wonder if you could just hop back off and run away.
The woman steps onto the cart beside you and places a noose limply over your head letting it drop as she tries to find the other end. She must have found it because you hear it rush past your ear as she throws it onto the branch above your head before tying it tightly so that you can feel it press a little into your neck. That feeling makes you shudder as you realize the predicament you are now in, unable to stop events unfolding. She pushes the noose tighter onto the back of your neck and then steps back off the cart leaving you trembling slightly above the crowd aware of the rope leading from the branch to your neck and the immobility of your hands.
"Any final requests?" You hear her voice echo again from the left.
"I wish that I might be allowed a final drink of water before I hang."
You turn to the side slowly and watch them all discuss the request before the woman is handed a drink and a board. She walks back to the cart for what seems like forever before stepping up beside you and tipping a glass up onto your lips. You feel the water flow into your mouth but not for long as she pulls it away again and fastens the board she was carrying firmly to your chest. You look down and read "I was hanged for stealing".
The woman steps back off and walks away and you become aware of the crowd below you again. Then you hear the words "Ok do it". A man to the right of you taps the behind of the h0rse attached to the cart and it begins to trot. Looking down you see the cart moving and feel the noose tighten as it drags you sideways; instinctively you step sideways as elegantly as you can aware that the end of the cart is nearing. You look at the crowd desperately but they look back at you with the same stares. You sidestep again putting your foot on the very edge of the cart. It slips off as the cart is dragged away but the rope prevents you from falling to the floor. It holds you into the air above the crowd, you can feel it cutting into your neck. You try to balance on your other foot but it quickly slips off the cart and is held in the air too. Suddenly you kick around below instinctively trying to find the cart somehow again, but you know you won't be able to. You tug at the hand cuffs behind and try to scream for help but your lungs won't move, all the crowd can see is you kicking above them. Hanging with the sign on your chest to deter anyone else from repeating your crime. A few in the crowd begin to disperse, although it doesn't bother you as you still try and fight for air, kicking at the crowd and to the left and right, anywhere someone might have placed something solid for you to land on.
You hang there kicking every time instinct gets the better of you unable to do anything else. You wonder if you will help deter others like you as you hang up here unable to come down and hide away. The crowd finally can see you have accepted that you won't magically escape as you begin to kick less and less and just hang there before them all. Slowly the crowd is eaten by a veil of blackness until you can see nothing else and you stop kicking altogether.
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