I was in my cell in preceipt 3-22, at the county, "TreeVille Containment Center". I was considered dangerous, because of my extreme "kleptomania" and tendacies to kill to get what I want. I never really wanted to turn out like this... but it just sort of happened. As a kid, I would often go into convient stores and steal candy, it was a snap to get out without getting caught. I became so good at it. My brother, Lifty, wasn't too bad himself. I sort of dragged him into this mess. He never wanted to be like me... especially since we were twins. He wanted to be a unique individual, and not follow in my footsteps.

That never happened though. He became an extreme "kleptomaniac" as well. Then one day, we were looking for a good house to ramshack clean. What we got instead was a set up, by Lumpy and his two best officers, Toothy and Sniffles. We weren't being taken to any jail though, we were being put in... a special jail. They were supposed to help us with our problems, but we were deemed... hopeless. They took Lifty away to the electric chair... and fried him. I was kept in my cell, thinking I was next.

The sick bastards had a better plan though. They said it was experimental, and they needed some guinipigs. So they picked three of their top convicts, one of them was me. I didn't know who the other two were at the time.

They led me to a building, outside of town, in a desolate location... away from civilization. The officer on the right of me, Toothy, pressed a red button to buzz in, "It's Toothy. I got that prisoner you wanted to see." I heard a static voice from the other side of the speaker blast out, "Good. Send him in." the door swung open, and they carried me in. I was chained at the legs and arms, so I would not be able to escape at any cost.

They brought me to a faded, black door. The paint looked to be peeling right off. Toothy opened the door, and they both shoved me in, and unchained my leg shackles, so I was free to move. They slammed the door and I heard it lock. The room was completely pitch black, I couldn't even begin to see my hand in front my face, not even a little. It was like being in a dark void. A light in the middle of the room switched on, it lit up a small area of the room with a lone chair.

I heard a voice, coming from some speakers that must have been placed in the room, I couldn't see where though. The voice said, "Step forward to the chair." the voice demanded of me. I was a little skeptic at first, but decided it was best to do as he said. I slowly walked over to the chair, and sat down. He continued, "So... you're criminal 2234588... Shifty, correct?"

He was right, and I told him so, "Yes, sir." I tried to act formal, maybe it would help my situation... just false hope on my part though. He started to read from my record, "Say's here, you are a "Klepto". You steal anything that isn't bolted down... almost literly. You even stole some imaginary possessions from someone named... Mime? That's pretty low, did you run out of things to swipe or what?" "No, it was just the only stuff around at the time to take." I said in an annoyed, sarcastic tone, he snapped back, "It would be in your best interest not to tempt me. Now, you have killed twelve people... all for stealing their things. Now stealing is one thing... but murder is another." I simply scoffed at his remark, he said, "So... you don't care. Say's here, you didn't even care if your brother got hurt, left behind... or even killed--"

He started yelling, "WHAT KIND OF BROTHER ARE YOU! You criminals make me fucking sick. All you care about are yourselves, and nothing else. Just as long as you got your precious valuables out, you were feeling fine, high in the sky, you might say. Lucky for your brother, he's dead now, and you won't bother him anymore..." I snapped back, "You fuckers!" He yelled back at me, "I said it would be in your best interest to watch your tone with me! I have more power, than you can even begin to imagine."

This was getting old, I wish I knew where this bastard was, I would kill him... then take his possesions, "What power!? You won't even show yourself to me." he snickered, "It's for my health. I don't like getting close to filthy criminals. If it was up to me... I would have you all exterminated. However, Shifty. I have a better plan for you... and these other two fucking convicts. It's experimental, but you won't mind will you. After all, that's how you became a klepto, huh?" he started to laugh, I was clinching my fists, and snarling. If I could get my hands on this damn man, there would be nothing left of him... nothing!

He said as his final words to me, "Now get this nut job out of my face. Bring to me the next convict. Let's see--" he must have been looking at the next profile, while they lead me out of the dark room, "Ahh, yes. This ought to be good. Send in--" I heard him pause as they took me out the door, then he said.

"Flippy."

With that, they nodded in response, shoved me out the door and slammed it shut. Where were these sons of bitches taking me anyway? Experimental...what could be so experimental as an execution method?

TO BE CONTINUED...