Name: Alex
Age: 15
Sex: M
Description: See image
Crime: Rape



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Brittany screamed and struggled as the guards tied her to the post. "Let me go, let me go!", she wailed, her voice cracking. It was useless, as the guards felt no pity for the treasonous little whore. One of the men retrieved a black strip of cloth and wrapped it around the poor girl's eyes. Once Brittany was restrained, the guards withdrew about 10 meters, where a table loaded with rifles was located.

Brittany trembled in terror, unable to see her executioners, but able to hear the metallic sounds of bullets being loaded into magazines, then bolts being racked back and forth.

"READY!"
Brittany tried to wriggle out of the ropes tying her to the post.
"AIM!"
She pissed herself as she sobbed hysterically.
"I DIDN'T KNOW ANYTHING!", she screamed, "PLEASE, YOU HAVE TO BE-"
"FIRE!"
Her pleas shifted to a high pitched, mindless scream as the guards raised their rifles and aimed.

CRACK CRACK CRACK

Gunfire burst forth as the guards unloaded their rifles into the 15 year old girl. Brittany jerked and twitched as each bullet slammed into her budding chest and taut stomach. Finally, as the last round punched through her body, she slumped over. Blood seeped through her ratty tank top, making it cling to her young form. The men placed the empty rifles back on the table, letting the warden and prison physician walk up to the limp body. The doctor grabbed Brittany by her hair and pulled her head up, peering into her eyes. They were dull and unfocused, still wet with her final tears. He let go of her head and placed a finger on her neck. No pulse.

The doctor turned to the warden and nodded. "The prisoner is dead", he said. They undid her restraints, and Brittany's still body fell face forward into the dirt. One of the guards came up to the post with a body bag thrown over his shoulder, which he laid down next to the corpse. The warden and doctor grabbed the girl by her arms and legs and carelessly threw her onto the bag. The guard zipped the bag up and lifted it up to take back to the morgue.

The doctor smiled, anticipating the fun he'd have exploring Britanny's firm, youthful body.