"And the Jurys verdict?" Inquires his Honour.
“Innocent!” Intones the foreman.
You get eaten either way.
However the guilty can beg, hand pathetically raised, for:
“Umm....mercy? ”
“Innocents don’t need mercy, human.”
“But I killed the pig!” I sound psychotically sincere, but his Honour isn’t playing along.
“Enough! Guards, bring in an Abomination....””
Who prefer innocent flesh, but, kept starving, aren’t picky.
Luckily, I’m guilty of much: Spotting it’s me the Abomination winks, bites open the foreman, then heads for his Honour......
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