The Pit and the Pendulum

As the burning hot walls pressed against me, I screamed in agony as my skin peeled away and shirveled.  I have never felt a pain as extreme as this pain.  I looked in horror as I gradually approached the pit.  I realized there was no way out and said my prayers.  The eventual slip into nothingness was a blessing for me.  I no longer was tortured by the sick, cruel devices of my captors.  I did not have to bear the excruciating pain of my wounds.  Death was a blessing to me.