"... The defendant Isaac Ward found guilty of first-class murder....and would be exiled to the western continent"
As the judge read my sentence, I stood there frozen, not believing what I just heard. Guilty? How? The evidence is clear that I'm not the one who did it and yet the judge gives me a guilty sentence and exiled no less.
"Your honor with all due respect, I'm innocent, there must be a mistake with the sentence,"
I said straightforwardly said to the judge about the problem in his sentence yet the judge just lazily look at me, who in the entire proceeding never even look at me, and said to me.
"Do you have a problem with my judgment?".
"Yes", I said firmly while staring straight into his eyes.
The judge in his high chair sneered at my answer, he leaned to the side to address the jury and ask them the simple question that represent my downfall.
"Tell me, ladies and gentlemen, are the defendant innocent?"
"No, the defendant is guilty". Like a well-oiled machine, the jury answers the judge's question simultaneously and without any delay. Seeing that, I realized that this entire proceeding is rigged in the first place no matter what I do to appeal my innocence I would eventually be found guilty. I glance at the attorney that has been assigned to me, who I found just standing there with a bored look on his face.
No wonder even with all the evidence he did a shitty job at defending me.
"There you have it. You're guilty and would always be" the judge said with a deepening sneer on his face.
Rage filled me as I glared at the judge with an intensity that I wished could kill him, if not for the magnetic cuff on my wrist I feel I would already jump at him and bashed his face, and that disgusting sneer of his into unrecognizable form.
"Take him away".
At the judge's command, two guards automata drag me away from the courtroom, and as I was dragged from the courtroom I continued to stare at the judge searing his face into my mind, and swore to myself that if I managed to escape he was the one I would kill first.