Dog of death

This is the dog of death. See it once and be warned. See it it twice and feel terror. See it three times and your fate is sealed. The end will be soon, sudden and horrible. The dog does not make a sound. It leaves no tracks. It gives no warning. But, all who have said that they have seen it know what is coming. Nothing will save them. And, now, it is your turn. Soon. Now.

The cutting shall begin

There is no mercy here. Those who are consigned to this place will not leave. Their screams will not be heard. Their pleadings will go unanswered. Begging will be ignored and reason will be dismissed. The blades are sharp and blows are true. There is no excuse and no purpose. All will end up neatly stacked and tied. There is pride in this work and it is done well.

And so, the innocent who have protected their virtue soon find that all their hesitation and self denial are for nothing. Those who have indulged in every manner of pleasure meet the same end as those who have led a life of righteous abstemiousness. For all are given the same in the end.