Any Last Words

“When I snap my fingers you’ll believe that you are part of a play,” said the man as he looked at himself in the reflection of the steel bars that held him. “You will believe that you’re in a theatre production and that your surroundings are nothing but props. You will believe that when you used your skills of hypnosis to take the life of another, it was all part of the act. You will believe that those watching are your audience, and you will believe that when the noose tightens around your neck it will do you no harm.”

Snap!

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