[ WP ] You are a former executioner . Describe your final killing .

He did n't beg and weep like the rest of em'. Nor did he cry or scream. He smiled and stared. I strapped him down to the chair, his eyes never leaving mine. I tightened the electrode entwined cap onto his freshly shaved head, he did n't even blink. 
 
 I stepped back as the preacher gave final rights to this man. The small crowed that had shown up to watch this killer meet justice was silent, not a breath could be heard. 
 
 The preacher finished his final prayers. It was my turn. `` Any final words?'' I asked looking into his glassy, vacant eyes. `` Yes.'' He whispered. The silence congealed the room. `` I heard it's your last day on the job.'' He more asked me then stated. I just stood there, not sure what to say. `` Well it might be your last day taking lives for a living, but it wont be the last time you see me.'' He winked at me then, absolute cold spread from my gut to my balls, I nodded at proctor, and pulled the switch.
