Nothing prepared me for the scene I caught as I looked up. My eyes widened in terror at the headless sight of the attendant whose body stood with blood spilling out of her naked neck. Gone was her burning bright rouge hair, gone was her cynical grin, gone was her head, and gone was the power she held over my life mere minutes ago.

A feeling settled over me first, relief. But then it registered the reality of the death I just partook in. I shut my eyes hoping the image would leave my mind but ...