A cold, sweeping feeling overcomes both the man and the woman as they make their slow march up to the scaffolds.
At this moment, it is clear that there will always be a small, little link between the two of them. They may not know it, and neither of them would ever learn, not even were they alive now.
The two of them both went down laughing. They both laughed and laughed and laughed, bodies still reeling with the creeping laughter as the noose was placed over their heads and tightened 'round their necks.
If there was ever a sense of victory coming from these two killers, one could say it was at this moment here. With nothing left to lose but the last thing they could lose, they laughed right into God's face and fell to their deaths with smiles on their faces.
In the darkest of situations, even the most inhuman of people have moments of desperation, you'll find, if you'd simply look. No one is an exception to the rule, even if they think they are.
They could never win though, because it was their fate from the start.
