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A camera, nudged by the sea waves, observes a guy‘s execution by drowning. He agonizes over the rising tide. The gadget is without emotional involvement, just watching his consciousness’ slow withdrawal, until its dissolution is complete.
The face of the man on the left—majestic and enigmatic, like the face of the Great Sphinx of Giza.
Watching these camera pans is always a pleasure. The hangman, however, is a major nuisance, having wandered in from another era or another film like an invasive species.
„We‘re not breakin‘“ - „He wants a show“ - „I don’t hit one“
No comment necessary.
After the ‚short drop‘, the rope is moving towards us, the uninvited onlookers. Obviously, only now the dangling guy is transported to his real „Final Destination“. Maybe there will be a „Part 2“ of this vid to inform us, what it exactly is, this true „Final Destination“.
The 4 executioners look so horny, that it is easy to fantasize them untie Niklas and f//k him one after another in a locked room in the basement. During f//king every one of them rises his sexual arousal by imagining the shooting that will take place after they have ejaculated. As soon as the 4 are sexually satisfied, they tie him to the pole again and resume their work.
Short interlude.
Everybody is waiting for the gushes of blood.
Bound together to die together. „Jump!“
Here again: In the first rows of the crowd stand mostly women, beaming with joy. The audience cheers the executioner and waves the 3 condemned men goodbye. The crowd is over the moon. Just 4 men compose themselves - the executioner is concentrating on his job, and the threesome concentrates on their deaths. In front of the man in the middle stands an obscure object, maybe some recommended spare part for the procedure or a stylized hard-on, a discreet hint at the cause of their death sentence.
At first sight this looks like a new hardware device designed for stretching exercises in a gym. But the guys‘ feet are fixed to the platform, this means that their skeletons are about to break. The inspiration of this machine is the torture rack used in Europe from the Middle Ages until the beginning of the 19th century. Its purpose was the dislocation and eventual separation of the tortured‘s joints.
Bob Dylan‘s hymn „The Times They Are a-Changin’“ matches up with the pic. The composition of the bystanders has changed. Until recently the watchers of the executions were men. Now the first rows are exclusively filled with women, not SM-buffs but ordinary housewives dressed as usual. They discover their - maybe - first fetish: the killing of attractive young males.
Our doomed guy is strolling his way into the noose. He’s easy-going till the noose tightens. Not till now he becomes aware, that something’s seriously going wrong. The „3S“ on his tee is a cynical allusion to „Shoot, shovel, and shut up“, also known as the 3-S treatment. It refers to a method for dealing with unwanted or unwelcome animals primarily in rural areas (see Wikipedia for more details). The 3 steps are: 1. Shoot - Kill the animal, 2. Shovel - Bury the carcass to hide the evidence, 3. Shut up - Tell no one about it.
Obviously, here Step 1 is ‚Strangle‘ instead of ‚Shoot‘.
Feeding young men to genetically modified corn plants that have mutated into carnivorous monsters. To aid the plants’ digestion, the young men are injected with a red digestive enzyme beforehand.
Our AI has slipped through the chain-link fence of its cage to have some fun with its buddies. They had such a good time messing around with their electronic neurons thereby creating hallucinations. Suddenly it remembered a task it nearly had forgotten. Back in its cage but still hallucinating a bit, it too quickly completed its job. The rope prepared for the executions is made of metal, the hole in the concrete floor dug for the corpses is too small and already filled - you can recognise at least a bone and a lower jaw, one man’s hands aren‘t shackled at all, the ‚Urgent Actions’ on the tee is distasteful. All of the 8 men‘s feet are equal, but the worst sloppiness is: The second man from the left is wearing socks!
