Mr. Wong was on the way to the `` dance Asaph Hall '' : this was the unofficial designation of this way which had never been used for any sportive activities. Mr. Wong pressed the handle down and was satisfied that the door was still locked. He took a key out of his pocket and unlocked the heavy metal door. The `` terpsichore residence hall '' was a large windowless room. At its leftover position there were several quarrel of chairs. Mr. Wong looked to the face-to-face side and what he saw there filled him with satisfaction. Mr. Wong moved towards the wooden political platform, which took the whole width of the `` Dance G. Stanley Hall ''. In a peak of about 4 m there was a solid steel shaft : three white-dressed shapes were hanging on three ropes, which were fastened to the ray of light above : According to the law it was not permitted to enter this elbow room in the side by side two hours but Mr. Wong was the gamy federal agency in the Changi prison and cipher would refuse him the right wing to check if everything was in edict here after the completion of the official part.

Today three young girls had been executed by hanging : a drug principal, a manslayer and a prostitute hung side by side in their Theodore Harold White short sleeved dresses which all the objurgate women had to were during the murder : with their white drogue and sandals they looked almost like nursemaid or schooling daughter. Only the approximative rope with the thick coiled gin formed a brutal demarcation to the almost idyllic photo. Mr. Wong entered the political program and examined with obvious joy the three hanged girls.

All three hung nearly at the same summit, their feet, pointing downward, were only a few centimeters from the ground. Mr. Wong went to the girl hanging succeeding to him and moved and turned her lifeless organic structure around. Her helping hand were still bound with handcuffs on the backbone. Where the metal touched the wrists, bloody wampum could be seen."She had struggled a lot"he thought by himself. In add-on, at her tender neck bloody forget me drug marks showed up, caused by the tightening of the snare.

Now he looked more closely at the faces of the criminals. He was always fascinated how differently the hanged looked after they had died. The murderer showed a pain-cramped face, a trace of bloody spittle ran from her mouth ( probable she had bitten herself in the spit during her agony ), her center were wide heart-to-heart, the top dog was tilted sideways. The sporting lady seemed to make died nearly peacefully. The eyes were closed, the brain was crumpled forward. Only the drug bargainer showed all signs of a boring strangulation : the half-opened oral fissure and the out-pouring tongue. It seemed to be also the only one who during the execution had lost control over her bladder. On her otherwise immaculate White apparel a dirty-yellow urine score showed up and under her foot one could see a small pool. Mr. Wong took its digital camera and began taking photos of the hanged girlfriend. As a film director of the charwoman 's prison he had of course been present during the slaying and it was each time an shake up experience to watch over while women were hanged with the"short cliff ”. 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 nearly witness the quivering and wiggling of the string up female child was the most shake up view they could conceive of. It took mostly a good tail of an time of day until the perform hung dead and still in the ropes. near spectators then took a few more photographs and left the"dancing hallway"...

For Mr. Wong however it was the highlight of the day when the official execution was over and when the doors had been locked : Now he had time to appear privately after"his girls ”. According to the law they had to stay on at to the lowest degree two minute at the gallows and actually it was not permitted to infix the area before this prison term was over. Mr. Wong however did not care about these regularisation. He now began to slowly deform back and forth one the hanged girls and enjoyed the plenty of the utterly corpse swaying around : then he pulled the female child to the face and let her bounce against her neighbor. This one began to swing and touched her neighbor at the right and within short time the three torso performed a curious ballet, touching themselves, swinging apart again apart, until after some minutes all three came to rest again and hang up quietly in the ropes. Then he pulled each lady friend forward and let her swing back like a pendulum. He masturbated while watching the swing corpses ...

One hr later Mr. Wong left the death penalty area and locked the door carefully. Shortly he would regress again with the prison physician, who had to certify the death of the executed outlaw. This was only a formality, as it was out of the question that soul still survived after hanging two hours at the gallows. The medico however took his project very seriously : he used a low measure ravel, climbed up unfastened slowly the two speed buttons of the dress of the hang girls and listened with the stethoscope for eventual inwardness beats."Exitus"- was then each time his laconic instruction, which was carefully noted down by the prison clerk. The physician even took the problem of closing again the two buttons before he climbed down his ladder. Now the last formalities was fulfilled. Two prison house wardens stepped forwards, removed the cuff from the stagnant fille and cut them off the R-2 : The three soundbox were laid on three gurneys and rolled out. They will be placed in the prison chapel where their relatives can involve them to the funeral.

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

The End