They were too kind a people to kill their criminals, no matter how heinous or frequent the crime. Instead, they reached into his brain, and changed the bad man to good, molding and reforming him until he would not recognize himself.
One day he looked in the mirror with razor in hand, face already lathered, and sliced a jugular instead. Better dead than read.
The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by the G-man, a host with the most.
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