She does have some nicely vivid dreams, doesn't she? That's quite a skill, you know - a lot of people don't remember their dreams.My knees buckle and unable to speak I shake my head ‘no’. My wrists are left bound behind me and I spend my last hours waiting to be hanged. Shortly before midnight they come for me and take me to the cellar. Before is noose I will hang from.
He checks the rope binding my wrists then pulls the noose over my head and closes the loop around my neck.
The magistrate and a dozen or so witness stare at me as I stand noosed and waiting for midnight.
I try to hide that I am pissing in fear. At midnight the judge nods and the bench I stand on is kicked away. In my dream I kick and thrash both unable to breathe yet still painfully alive.
I awake trembling both scared and aroused. I am able to satisfy the latter. Surely they won’t condemn me to such a fate!