The sounds penetrated Jack's ears, the sizzling and crackling of his frying flesh. The horrid stench wafted into his nostrils, making him gag instinctively. His mind had strayed so far that he almost forgot that he was sitting in an electric chair. Everything seemed so slow and yet in reality the electrocution was swift. What was he being executed for, Jack wondered? He never did have a good memory, and once again he was brought back to reality. The pain was unbearable and mind numbing; Jack knew this was the end. 'It wasn't just a dream'. Written by Dazarbalt