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I'm sitting here, motionless
I'm staring at the empty, cold wall
No thought is crossing my mind
It feels strange
I should feel fear and shame
But I do not feel anything
Absolutely nothing
It is, as if I was empty
The door opens
Someone tells me to follow them
Almost robotic, I get up
My face is still void of emotions
They lead me down a long corridor
Just as empty and cold, as my cell
We enter a small room
This is the place where it will end
My eyes wander to the chair in the middle
Suddenly fear is filling me
My whole body is shaking
I am getting sick and pale
Faces behind a screen of glass watching every single move
I did things to them
I do not want to think about it
They will finish a chapter of their lives here
I am sitting on the chair now
I am getting fixed on it
Those hateful eyes are still watching
I do not have anything to say
This was it
This was my consequence
Everything in me screams
I just close my eyes