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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. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

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

This corner, which receives dozens of condemned prisoners every year, is a place to witness sin!!witness life and death!!This is a corner full of torment and 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... There is a danger of being dragged out and euthanized at any time......

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

The scariest thing is knowing that you are going to die... But he was powerless to resist, quietly waiting for the coming of death......

Life is better than death! Who can interpret these four words very thoroughly? I think there are only these death row 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 on duty, placed in three death row inmates, in the middle of the position, lying down, my heart beating at 18,000 beats per second!!

Yes, I'm scared!!!I feel like I'm not lying next to people, but corpses, lethal corpses, in case they're stupid, 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, why does it smell fishy?

It's actually very simple, the least of these people are a few months, they haven't touched the pussies, they are in the bed, masturbated, and they are asleep and dreaming, there are too many such cases.

There is still a person who has not washed his feet for more than a month! He has not bathed! This *** bedding is a small 731 poison gas storehouse...... Toxicity that's pretty 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???

There should be at least four people in a single quilt!!Four people!There are trees!!They are standing up!!Just like Oreos!

The four of them can't bend over, they have to put their chests against their backs, there is no gap between them, and then they put a single quilt on them!, and they sleep......

It's July now!!It's the hottest time in the Northeast, how uncomfortable it is! Sleep all night, and your body can't be like taking a shower, it's all sweat!!

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

Unfortunately, the day I got out of prison, I didn't even get rid of this mystery, 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 just to dry it manually!!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"! They were mainly responsible for safety at night! That is, to see if there were any people who hit the wall, or who committed suicide by biting their tongues, or to see if there were any revenge on others at night!!

I've always thought that these two people are *** decorations, and the main role is to throw off their pants, who kills themselves 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......

"Big... 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 a black ......!"

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

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

"Dad, Mom, son is not filial... Go first...!!"

"Girl... Daddy is leaving tomorrow... Are you asleep at this time... I don't know if you still wet the bed... I don't know if you're going to call "Daddy"..."

"In the account, there are 50 million deposits... Account number 2b2b94 you, password m1314...!"

“......”

On the wall, there are at least four or five hundred such words, some sad, some spoof, some bragging, all in any style, but these words have one thing in common, that is, the person who carved these words will leave this world early the next morning...... Is it hell, or is it heaven... Nobody 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 in our spare time...!"

"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!"

"Oh, wife... The great revenge has been avenged, you and me... Heaven meet!!"

"20xx.xx month, xx day, leave a word!!"

The old man carved it with great force!!His fingers were worn out, dripping with blood, staining the blackened walls......

Bright red blood, blackened walls, desperate verses... This image has always remained in my mind, and the clearer it becomes with each year I get older......

This is the old man left in this world, the last few words, probably not too much unwillingness, and the fear of death, a few crosses, expounding his life......

"Sleep, hehe!!" the old man said to me with a smile without wiping the blood from his fingertips, and then closed his cloudy eyes, leaving the last tear of his life.

For some reason, my nose was sore and I was in tears, and I didn't know if I was crying for the old man or why.

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