The Dead Man's Pit, this kind of place, all the detention centers in our city, do not have, there are only seven places in this place, there is one such corner.

As the name suggests, the Dead Man's Pit!! It is a special sleeping place for the condemned prisoner who is about to be executed after receiving the court verdict!

This corner, which receives dozens of condemned prisoners every year, is a witness to sin!! Witness the place of life and death!! This is a corner full of suffering, full of despair!!

No one can understand what it is like to sleep in this place, once you smash into the pit of the dead, your life will enter the countdown, and you will be dragged out at any time and the danger of euthanasia will be hazard

Is it scary to die? I don't feel the most terrible

The most terrifying thing is the feeling of knowing that you are going to die but you are powerless to resist, quietly waiting for death to come

It's better to live than to die! Who can interpret these four words very thoroughly?? I think there are only these condemned prisoners

It's a unfortunate fact that I have to make a cameo as a death row prisoner, no way, who the offended me on duty.

I was obese and placed in the middle of three death row prisoners, lying down, and my heart was beating at 18,000 beats per second!!

Yes, I'm afraid!! I feel that what is lying next to me is not a person, but a corpse, a lethal corpse, in case they are stupid BB, which tendon is wrong, when I sleep, strangled me??

Moreover, my quilt is unusually dirty, and the fishy smell is unusually strong, which makes me sick to my stomach for a while, and weishenme will have a fishy smell?

Actually, it's very simple.,These people are at least a few months.,I haven't touched the anymore.,Hands in the bed.,Yin's.,Sleeping and sleeping.,There are too many of these situations.。

There is still more than a month without washing feet! No bathing! This fucking futon is a small 731 poison gas reservoir that is quite fucking strong!!

After we lay down with the three condemned prisoners, I took another look at the others, and then I balanced myself a lot, because the four of us were not the worst!!

The worst of them, the most indecent prisoners, do you know how they sleep???

In a single quilt, at least four people should be stuffed!! Four people! There is wood! They are standing!! Just like Oreo! Stick tightly together!

The four of them can't bend their bodies, they must have their chests against their backs! There is no gap in the middle, and then a single quilt is covered with it! Just slept

It's July!! It's the hottest time in the Northeast, how uncomfortable it is to sleep! After a night's sleep, your body must not be like taking a bath, it is full of sweat!!

And I thought about it very dirty! What if they have a "morning erection"?? Will the propped up JJ automatically poke into the asshole of the previous person??

Unfortunately, the day I was released from prison, I didn't solve this mystery in my mind, because I never slept anywhere!

After all the prisoners lay down, only two people did not sleep, and stood in the center of the shop in a daze, one of them held a big pants in his hand, and kept shaking with his hands.

That's right, it's manual spin drying!! I heard that if tomorrow morning, the pants on duty are still wet, they will each have ten mouths

Later, I learned that these two people were called "night shifters"! Mainly responsible for night safety! It's to see if there is a hit against the wall, or bite the tongue to commit suicide, or to see if there is a revenge on others at night!!

I've always thought that these two people are fucking ornaments, and the main role is to fucking throw off their pants, and whoever fucking kills himself will let them find out

I was scared and felt that the chandelier was too dazzling, and I fell asleep at all, kicked the quilt away, turned over and over on the pavement, and turned over.

The cell was very quiet, and suddenly, just as I couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, I heard the sound of "Zizi" with some sore teeth behind me.

I turned around and was startled to see the old man, his fingers against the wall, his eyes looking straight at me

"Uncle" I was scared by his staring for a while, my voice was very small, and I stammered a little.

"Can't sleep?" The old man asked me.

I nodded, then whispered in a frightened voice, "What are you doing?" ”

"Hehe, it's kind of writing a will!" I don't know why, I looked at the old man's smile and had a very miserable feeling.

I continued to look at him puzzled, and then he continued to laugh and point to the wall.

I followed his fingers and saw that there were some small characters written densely on the wall, and I could see that these small characters were twisted and twisted, and they should have been carved with my fingernails.

"Ming'er's sky is black!"

"Twenty years later, Lao Tzu is still a man!!"

"I don't want to die, I really don't want to die!!"

"Dad, Mom, my son is not filial and go first!!"

"Girl, dad is leaving tomorrow, at this time, do you sleep, I don't know if you still wet the bed, I don't know, will you call "Dad""

"In the account, there are 50 million deposit account 2b2b94 you, the password CNM1314!"

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On the wall, there are at least four or five hundred such words, some sad, some spoofed, some bragging, and all styles, but these words have one thing in common, that is, the person who carved these words, the next morning, will leave this shijie Whether it is hell or heaven no one knows!!

I glanced at the old man again, and saw the old man, squinting, and carefully carving a poem on the wall with his fingernails.

"Nian, let's go on an outing at some leisure!"

"Look at the sunset, the wind blows, and the traces are still there!"

"Decades of working together have never left a story!"

"Life is more for children and firewood, rice, oil and salt!"

"Tomorrow, when I go to the execution ground, try to relax myself"

"In, borrow a touch of sunset to beautify the years!"

"Heh, my wife's revenge has been avenged, you and I will meet in heaven!!"

"20xx year. XX month, XX day, leave a word!! ”

The old man stroked one stroke at a time, and carved extremely hard!! Fingers were worn out, dripping blood, staining the blackened walls

The images of bright red blood, blackened walls, and desperate verses have always remained in my mind, and the clearer the picture became with each year I grew older

This is the old man left on this shijie, zuihou a few words, probably not too much unwillingness, and the fear of death, a few crosses, expounding his life

"Sleep, hehe!!" The old man didn't wipe the blood from his fingertips, smiled and said a word to me, and then closed his cloudy eyes, leaving a tear in his life.

For some reason, my nose was sour and I also shed tears, I don't know if I cried for the old man or weishenme.

That night, I didn't sleep for a minute, looking carefully at the small print on the wall