The young girl gasped for air that wouldn't come, as the garotte slowly but surely tightened around her slender throat. In a blind panic, she jerked around, all the while flexing her arms and legs in a futile attempt to break free. Forced by the garotte, her head began to droop, until her chin touched her collarbones. Her swelling tongue poked out between oxygen starved lips. The executioner took one gloved hand and lifted a brunette bang away from the prisoner's face, only to see the dull stare of death looking back.