"WAKE UP STANCERS!!!" some guy was screaming through what Lukas thought to be the alarm system. It immediately made everyone shoot out of bed, scared of what they wanted from everyone this early in the morning.
Lukas hopped out of his still as ever bed. Truly feeling how bad those were when he tried to stand up straight. It felt like his entire back was on fire, no matter what position he was in at the moment. When he looked at Drew though, it didn't seem much better for him. He was trying his best to even get out of his own bunk bed, and Lukas knew it wasn't because he was enjoying himself. So he ripped out of his bed, and dropped him onto the ground. Where he would struggle to stand up properly.
The rest of them were trying to rush out in a frenzy. Impatient waiting for the door to slowly creek open. Just like yesterday, two guards were once again waiting outside the door, and just standing there. The people inside couldn't care two shits though, they pushed each other out of the way, trying to make sure they weren't late for even a second.
Lukas and Drew limped their way over to the door, and somehow got past the frantic mob.
They both took a singular glance at the two officers, and they seemed to be more melancholic than yesterday. Lukas could only assume what was going on in their minds, as he and Drew got closer and closer to the outside.
The early morning sky was brightening the hallways, gradually as they kept walking. Just like yesterday, Lukas' was starting to go blind because of the light. It was even worse today for some reason. To the point of him having to shut his eyes as much as possible, and let Drew guide him through the straight hallway.
They both finally make it out after a little bit more walking. The orange sky was really prominent today, and the morning dew was noticeable today, which was kind of weird.
"Alright Stancers!" A brand new person, with a megaphone is back in the spotlight. "Do any of you have a clue to why I called you guys out this early in the morning…?" he asked, knowing damn well none of them had any idea on what's going on. Someone far in the back right raised his hand, the guy called on him to answer. "U-uh" He stuttered. "I-I think I heard someone s-screaming y-yesterday…" He managed to choke out. Lukas remembered someone screaming as well; but he couldn't say anything at the moment, and it slipped his mind as soon as it happened.
"That's right!" The megaphone guy congratulated him. "There was someone screaming! But do you know why that is…?"
"N-no… not really…" He responded.
"Whelp! That's because, one of you guys, collapsed on the job! Causing the others to pick up the pace!" Lukas saw through the corner of his eye, someone that seemed to be a part of his area, start to break a sweat. "That man would be #12, one of workers on the front line in area #5. He made the grave mistake of thinking that he could take a break at any time… how about we all shame him as he shows himself…" the guy takes a step to the right, and someone from behind him emerges. His hair seemed to be a gradient between purple, pink, and blue. It looked to be done himself, since of the sloppy job. That wasn't the main attraction to him though. His face was mangled beyond words, with his cheeks puffed up like balloons, half of his teeth seemed to be missing, both of her eyes were swollen shut, and his nose was bent in a way that looked like he was turning it to sniff something beside him. Like how you move your eyes instead of your whole head.
There were shackles, located on his wrists, which were behind his back. He was also completely naked, from head to toe. Letting everyone see the shitty circumcision that looked to have happened at birth. It was honestly so disgusting to look at. Lukas tried to close his eyes, but morbid curiosity said otherwise.
The collective masses started to boo like robots, having Lukas and Drew follow suit. A tear rolled down his right cheek as he did so.
"Wonderful! Wonderful… but that's not all that we have in store for him…" he starts to rummage through the pile of stuff next to him. "I personally wouldn't count some silly public shame, to fit the atrocity he pulled… so now we have to set an exemplar, for all of you…" He finally pulls out some lariat rope, and weaves the thing into a noose shape. The guy starts to shake his head, and cry.
"P-please!! Dear god just let me go!!" He pleaded with them frantically. Some random officer came around, and forcefully covered his mouth, not letting another peep out of him.
Some other officers wheel out this crudely made wooden stand, which he strung up said noose onto. It was about a foot off of the ground from Lukas' estimate. And it looked like it was almost about to fall apart any second.
The crying guy was forced to step onto this platform laid out in front. His legs were shaking, but that didn't stop the officers one bit.
"P-please!! I don't wanna die!!!" he screamed out into the crowd, acting like someone would save him from his fate. The guard next to him slapped him so hard. It left a bruise and blood where the blow landed.
His head was placed into the noose, and was tightened. Lukas watched as a shit ton of tears rolled down this man's face. He even saw him start to pee himself. That was not that fun of a sight to witness. The guard next to him gets into position to move to the platform away from this guy's feet. The dude with the megaphone, looked almost pleased with himself, on what was going on.
The guy looked around the crowd, one last time, before closing his eyes as hard as he could. Getting himself mentally ready for what's about to happen.
Lukas glances at #28 for a short second, and he sees him trying not to burst into tears.
"Alright! You guys ready?!" Megaphone man shouts into the crowd. "In…"
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"NOW!" He screamed at the officers.