[ WP ] An executioner has been given free rein to kill his subjects however he likes , as long as it is quick . He happens to be extremely imaginative .

`` Does n't it seem cruel?'' The warden asked. `` To give them a taste of freedom.'' 
 
 The executioner holstered his pistol and shrugged, his light blue eyes staring down the man who laid in the grass with blood beginning to pool beneath his face. `` Not for this one. He never knew it was all a farce.'' 
 
 `` Yes but you still made him think we were going to let him walk free.'' The warden argued. `` Before you shot him in the back of the head.'' 
 
 `` Yes, but for those last few moments he felt grass, saw the sun, felt the weight of prison off his shoulders.'' The executioner nodded, `` I felt he deserved to feel that one last time.'' 
 
 `` And why is that?'' The Warden asked. 
 
 `` Good behavior. He felt sorry for what he did, his was a crime of passion when he gunned those three men down, a lapse of judgment.'' 
 
 `` Yes, but still a crime that deserved its justice.'' 
 
 The executioner tapped the pistol on his hip, `` Well I did kill him, after all.'' 
 
 `` And what if you did n't feel he deserved it?'' The Warden asked. 
 
 The executioner sighed, `` Well I would have shot him in the face, not the back of the head. I'd square him up first, he'd see me. He'd know my intention. And he would have realized the taste of freedom was a lie. His hopes risen one last time before sinking to a despair even lower than on death row.''
