"Rosie, are you ready? Sun will rise soon and I want to have it on the movie! Speed up!"
"Yes, Mark, I am nearly ready. But are you sure I must drink all this water?"
"Please drink one more cup. You know, I want to record the sequence of you peeing on the cross."
"Okay... I know, you paid me for this too... Now I am ready. But please could you assure me that nobody will interrupt nor see us working?"
"Of course I can assure you! The National Park is closed due to the COVID pandemy so no one will enter the area till the next month! You know, we found the unofficial way in and we must keeping all the plan in secret."
"Okay. Let's start then."
After few minutes Rosie has been stripped naked and secured with ropes to the cross. Mark lifted the stipes vertical and fix the cross firm and fast in the prepared hole. Rosie was eager to start her performance and looked for his signal. Mark went to the camera and show her his thumb >OK<. Rosie closed her eyes and the performance begun with lifting her body up to the extent.
And in the same moment she overheard a strange sound and when finally after some ten seconds she decided to open her eyes (although it was against the screenplay), she saw the pack of wolves dragging the unconscious photographer to the wood. She shouted aloud but the animals paid no attention.
"I am lucky this cross is a solid structure and I have been bound high enough to not be affraid of the wolves", she thought, but in the same moment she realised that she is firmly fastened to the stipes and patibulum deep in the wild wood and no one knows where she was and no one will appear to save her.
"I... am... lost... Oh, God, I am lost! I will really die on the cross like a Roman slave centuries ago! Why? Why me?!", and she pissed herself emptying the overloaded bladder.
And Rosie started to move rapidly but she was of course not able to kick or jump for real so all her efforts were in vain. She continued till exhausted and finally she hanged motionless paralyzed with fear. She felt the overhelming despair. She could do nothing to save herself. She was not able to get down the cross when stood the tent with her clothes and bike. She was dead. But still she must die - with hunger, thirst, exposure to the direct sun, and pain. She begun to feel pain and first cramps in legs and hands muscles. She begun to weep and sob.
The hours passed slowly and now was evening and she was horribly hungry and thirsty and she felt excruciating pain in her body muscles and damaged joints and sunburned skin ached like scourged.
At the sunset she was totally exhausted, dewatered and half-conscious and she begun to hear voices. Harsh voices and laughter. The line of the tree trunks on the western edge of the clearing looked like a city wall. Losing her mind she thought that maybe she was really in some ancient Roman city and the crowd was watching and mocking her.
"Help me! Please, have mercy...! Oh, please, help me! I am starving, and I am dying with thirst... I am innocent... It's a mistake... Pleeease..."
But there was no answer save the wolves howling. She hardly realised their grey silhouettes trottling around her cross, trying to reach the weeping meat on the top, but with no success. The sun sunk over the distant mountains range.
"I... am... dead... Hhhhh...", Rosie croacked, unable to lift her body one more time, feeling that she was suffocating and finally relaxed, losing consciousness for the last time in her life.
Two minutes later the camera informed with a beeping which meant >Low Batteries< that their movie, containing 10 hours long record of Rosies death on the cross was completed.
Two months later it became a YT hit No. 1 when the foresters discovered decayed corpse of a girl tied to the high pole and a men's skeleton two hundreds yards further and still intact camera with full memory.