Why?

Why, what?

Why should I... be killed?

What have I done?

I still have something to do.

There's something I really want to do.

"Come on, walk!

Soldiers kicked him in the back and the man fell to the ground. They tied their hands behind their backs to support them. There was mud on his face and he went into his mouth.

But if you rush, you'll be beaten up again.

The man stood up with his last strength on his thin feet, which were so thin as to break.

Then he walks like a sleepwalker in a body like a dead tree dressed like a rag.

Right in front of that is a choke.

The man went up the stairs step by step.

The rope hanging from the wooden frame is approaching.

In front of him, death was pushed into reality, and the man peeled his eyes.

"Wow, ahhhhhhhh"

I shouted with fear and hardened.

The angry soldiers forced me to sit down and drag me to a place where I could not move. And when he was pulled up onto the table, he was brought under the rope.

The tip of the rope is a circle, and the soldier tells me to put my neck on it.

A man who couldn't move as if he had lost his hips was kicked by a soldier. It was enough to think that my spine would break.

"Why... why! Why do I look like this...? What have I done!!!

The man appealed to the soldier with his fallen eyes wide open and his blood exhaled.

Around the ankle cradle, people are waiting with anticipation now and now. Eyes full of ecstasy, they're coming to do it quickly.

When the soldier grabbed the man's chest, he spit on his face and smiled.

"Don't you know yet? Knowing is a sin. You tried to find out what was forbidden. The sin deserves to die. Isn't that right?"

Of course I knew it was forbidden. That's why I made sure no one knew what I was working on. Still, I was sniffed. Betrayed. Deceived.

"Come on, you got it. Come on, get up!

The man stood under the rope. The neck is tied with a rope. It was frightening cold.

In the sight of the audience, the soldier declares the guilt of the man and his future death.

The next moment, my back was pushed up.

"Ah...."

I fell down and my feet moved away from the table.

A foot thrown into the sky. It weighs all the weight of a man on his neck.

Tears appeared in my eyes, but I couldn't speak any more.

(I just... wanted to know... I just wanted to know!!!

It is painful to swallow the rope and even if I scratch it with my nails, the rope will swallow even harder just because my skin is scraped.

I heard a laugh. In the voice of the people's joy, the man stares into the void.

That was the last view I saw.