Winifred had decided to just choose death as soon as she already slapped the Enoch on impulse. But before she died, she thought doing what she wanted to do and saying her mind was a necessity she couldn't just pass on.
'Hopefully, when my neck gets cut of my neck, I'd be back in my beautiful large room.' She thought before she did all her drama, she was surprised at how much the audience loved her little show and even cheered as they watched.
"Now that that's done and said, I'm done with this bullshit so when and how am I getting killed?" She concluded looking at the audience, as if it was rehearsed, the wardens that were now about six grabbed her immediately, their faces glistening with anger.
"We... we apologize for this unfortunate incident, gentlemen. This one would be taken in for discipline and the next slave will be brought in." One of the wardens said.
