Mr. Wong was on the way to the `` Dance Hall '' : this was the unofficial appointment of this room which had never been used for any sportive activities. Mr. Wong pressed the handle down and was satisfied that the doorway was still locked. He took a key out of his pouch and unlocked the weighed down metal door. The `` terpsichore anteroom '' was a expectant windowless way. At its left side there were several rows of president. Mr. Wong looked to the polar incline and what he saw there filled him with satisfaction. Mr. Wong moved towards the wooden platform, which took the whole breadth of the `` terpsichore Hall ''. In a height of about 4 m there was a solid steel light beam : three white-dressed cast were hanging on three rophy, which were fastened to the shaft above : According to the law it was not permitted to enter this room in the following two hours but Mr. Wong was the in high spirits authority in the Changi prison and cipher would deny him the right to condition if everything was in purchase order here after the culmination of the functionary voice.

Today three untried girls had been executed by hanging : a drug dealer, a murderer and a cyprian hung side by side in their albumen short sleeved dresses which all the doom women had to were during the performance : with their white wind sleeve and sandals they looked almost wish nurse or school girls. Only the rasping ropes with the thick coiled gin formed a brutish contrast to the almost idyllic video. Mr. Wong entered the platform and examined with obvious joy the three hanged lady friend.

All three hung nearly at the same superlative, their feet, pointing downward, were only a few centimeter from the ground. Mr. Wong went to the girl hanging adjacent to him and moved and turned her lifeless body around. Her manus were still bound with handcuff on the back. Where the metallic element touched the wrist joint, bloody moolah could be seen."She had struggled a lot"he thought by himself. In addition, at her ship's boat neck bloody rope fool showed up, caused by the tightening of the noose.

Now he looked more closely at the faces of the criminal. He was always fascinated how differently the hanged looked after they had died. The murderer showed a pain-cramped expression, a trace of bloody saliva ran from her back talk ( probable she had bitten herself in the tongue during her agony ), her eyes were wide capable, the head word was tilted sideways. The prostitute seemed to have died nearly peacefully. The eyes were closed, the oral sex was bent forward. Only the drug dealer showed all star sign of a slack strangulation : the half-opened mouth and the out-pouring tongue. It seemed to be also the solitary one who during the murder had lost dominance over her bladder. On her otherwise impeccable snowy garb a dirty-yellow piss mark showed up and under her understructure one could see a lowly puddle. Mr. Wong took its digital camera and began taking exposure of the hanged daughter. As a manager of the women 's prison house he had of track been represent during the execution and it was each time an exciting experience to watch while cleaning woman were hanged with the"short circuit Drop ”. Here was here no trapdoor through which the condemned fell. The criminals simply stood on a bench which was taken out under their feet. For most viewer the quivering and wiggling of the hanged girls was the most exciting view they could suppose. It took mostly a good tail of an hour until the executed hung dead and still in the ropes. Most witness then took a few Sir Thomas More photographs and left the"Dance Hall"...

For Mr. Wong however it was the highlight of the day when the official carrying into action was over and when the doors had been locked : Now he had time to seem privately after"his miss ”. According to the law they had to remain at least two hours at the gallows and actually it was not permitted to enter the surface area before this time was over. Mr. Wong however did not deal about these regulation. He now began to slowly turn back and forth one the hanged girls and enjoyed the heap of the dead cadaver swaying around : then he pulled the girl to the slope and let her bounce against her neighbor. This one began to swing and touched her neighbor at the right wing and within short clock time the three bodies performed a peculiar ballet, touching themselves, swinging apart again apart, until after some minutes all three came to reside again and hung quietly in the ropes. Then he pulled each fille forward and let her swing back like a pendulum. He masturbated while watching the swinging army corps ...

One hour later Mr. Wong left the execution area and locked the doorway carefully. Shortly he would give back again with the prison house MD, who had to manifest the death of the executed malefactor. This was only a formality, as it was impossible that someone still survived after hanging two hours at the gallows. The physician however took his task very seriously : he used a low step ladder, climbed up unbutton slowly the two pep pill buttons of the frock of the hanged girls and listened with the stethoscope for eventual core beats."Exitus"- was then each time his laconic command, which was carefully noted down by the prison house clerk. The medico even took the trouble of shutdown again the two push button before he climbed down his ravel. Now the in conclusion formalness was fulfilled. Two prison house wardens stepped forwards, removed the handcuffs from the dead little girl and cut them off the ropes : The three bodies were laid on three gurneys and rolled out. They will be placed in the prison chapel where their relatives can admit them to the funeral.

Mr. Wong was satisfied. Tomorrow dawning again an execution was scheduled : two babe of 18 and 20 years who had brutally murdered her parents.

The End