The matron frowned but brought them. Placing the paper against her purse, she began composing a statement to the press, making clear her motives.
The filmed sequence still played on the small Wall opposite her cell. She glanced up occasionally at the faces and smiled.
She had almost completed the statement when the filmed sequence ended. The small, oily emcee appeared upon the Wall. "Ladies and gentlemen," he said.
She waited expectantly for the death announcement.
"Our stars!" He flung out his arms dramatically.
And the four stars pranced, smiling, across the Wall. Kippie, Bass, Alice and Lester.
Amanda jumped to the bars. It was not a film.
"Matron!" she screamed. "Matron!" Frantically she stared at the four actors whom she had murdered and who were alive and smiling.
