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From: "Oz The Thor" <ozthethor@hushmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} Death part three - Oz {snuff leather nc gas chamber execution}
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Date: Sun, 20 Mar 2011 18:10:02 -0400
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First hair warning; Following story debicts execution of a woman in
gas chamber. it is lethal and graphic. If you find such stories
suck and/or disturbing, check out the next story posted to ASSM.

Now third in the series, a woman gets executed at gas chamber. This
time it is from point view of executioner. Next story will be on
firing squad.
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Death by Gas Chamber

She was sitting on her cell and eating her last mean as I entered the cell. 
She was wearing overly formal suit over her thin body; A long and loose 
grey skirt, a white shirt with a black tie and a grey jacket. They were 
obviously made of cheap materials and I was going to execute her two hours 
later in gas chamber. 

She did not know weather I was just an offical in the prison or somebody 
else. I stood aside while Warden entered behind me. He explained to her how 
we were going to execute her; First we would strap to a chair securely and 
then close the air tight door on her. Later I would pull a level that 
released several posionous gases into the room. Theoricly, she would die 
under ten seconds but that never happened so far. It would take at least a 
minute for her to die. I left the room leaving Warden and prisoner behind 
and readied the air tight room for her. 

At 11:30, I, Warden and Several Gurds opened her room and stood beside her. 
She was lying on the bed and with our entrance, she stood up right away. 
Her face was white knowing that her short life would come to an end in a 
thwenty minutes. One of the Guards got behind and her and other one get in 
front of her and they started to walk her out of the cell. I and Wadren 
followed them. 

She was walking with determination but her face gave away the fear she was 
having but still she walked without any poking nor dragging. Guards stopped 
her at the door of the air tight room with windows to watch her die. She 
stepped in with a guards lead. Guard leaded her to the chair and she sat 
down. Guard secured her hands and arms to wooden chair's arms. Then her 
chest were tied to the back of the chair with a leather strap. Her feet and 
knees followed suit. 

After she got tied securely, Guards left her alone and air tight door 
closed on her. She looked after the guards and at the closed door. Then the 
curtain opened to reveal her to the witnesses. Twelve men and women would 
watch her die as witnesses. She looked at them and they looked at them.

Warden asked if she had any last words using the intercom. She said,  -œI'm 
sorry for pain I have caused. I hope my death will bring peace in 
sufferers. I know it will bring peace to me -. Warden nodded and then 
checked the his hand watch and then the watched on the wall. He glanced at 
the phones at the side and then nodded to me, signaling that I could now 
start the execution.

I simply pulled the level and poisonous gases fills the room. They were 
visible to the human eye and dirty white gases fight over her body. Now she 
started to breath heavily as her eyes filled with panic. Her hands held the 
chair's arms with a strong grip as her body arched violently but she did 
not loose her consciousness yet and she felt the pain her lungs facing 
well. 

Almost five minutes passed but her hearth was still beating and he was 
still trying to breath the deadly air. Her eyes were red from the bad air 
and her face was red as well. Then suddenly she started to jerk very 
violently and her hands' grip over the chair's arms got loose. And her head 
fell down to front. I glanced at the doctor and she nodded to say she was 
indeed dead. Justice have served. 
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