Last Breath Bliss Dulce

It is the evening of Bliss Dulce’s execution by lethal injection for the crime of murder. She is shown standing in her holding cell. Dressed in a prison outfit and weeping softly as she waits to be led to the death chamber.

The executioner arrives, and says. “It’s time, please follow me.” Bliss drops to her knees and sobs loudly, begging to be spared and proclaiming her innocence. The executioner has to help her to her feet and practically drag her out of the room..

At the execution gurney, the executioner orders Bliss to remove her flip-flops and lay down. She complies reluctantly, and is then strapped down. Once she is secured, the executioner opens the top of her outfit to attach the electrodes for the EKG. “Will it hurt?” Bliss asks nervously. “It shouldn’t be painful”, the executioner reassures her. “Just don’t fight it. Let yourself go, and you’ll be out before you know it.”

Bliss is scared to die, and she starts to sob pitifully once again as the executioner reads out her death warrant. He asks Bliss if she has any last words, and she makes a final, frantic plea for mercy. “Please! I’m innocent! Don’t kill me! I’m not ready to die!”

Bliss feels a sting as the executioner injects the first syringe into her arm. “NO!!!” she screams and tries to move away, but she’s firmly tied down. She struggles against the restraints and cries uncontrollably.  “Shh,” the executioner whispers, caressing her hair and cheek, “it’ll all be over soon.” He marks the time as 7:30 PM, and activates the EKG.

Bliss’ heart is racing, but the sedatives quickly take effect. After a minute or two, Bliss starts to feel sleepy, and her breathing becomes more labored. She panics, and tries to fight off her drowsiness. “Don’t die! Don’t die!” She whispers to herself repeatedly as she stares at the ceiling forcing her body against the straps.

Slowly, she stops resisting and eventually lies limp. She’s still breathing deeply, and it seems as if she’s asleep, but her eyes are still open. The executioner gently closes Bliss’ eyes as he prepares the second injection. Bliss doesn’t react as the syringe enters her arm.

Initially everything is normal, but suddenly her breathing stops. She gasps loudly as her body kicks into survival mode, but she remains unconscious. The EKG beeps rapidly as waves of adrenaline keep Bliss’ body alive. After about 5 minutes, her body tenses up, and her toes curl as she moans softly a few times. Her cheeks blush, and the look on her face is almost as if she’s having an orgasm.

Suddenly, her body collapses limp onto the gurney with a final groan of surrender. Her lungs take a few short dying breaths, and her feet twitch as her heartbeat slows down. Her eyes had opened again in her final suffering, and now stare blankly at the ceiling. The EKG slows down until it barely registers a pulse. A final shudder passes through Bliss’ body, and her fingers and toes clench tightly.

Even though she’s unconscious, her body refuses to give in. Finally, after holding on to her life for one last moment, she dies. Her last breath escapes in a long sigh and her heart flatlines on the EKG. Bliss’s head tilts to the side, her unseeing eyes locked in a death stare, and her lips slightly parted. Her fingers and toes relax, and her feet continue to twitch every few seconds.

The executioner closes Bliss’ eyes for the last time, then turns off the EKG and checks her body to confirm that she’s dead. He feels for a pulse on her wrist, and presses a stethoscope to her chest and listens for a few seconds. Nothing.

The only movements are a few final spasms of her hands and feet. Announces a satisfactory execution, and the time of death. Undoes the restraints, and strips off Bliss’ clothing. He then leaves her naked body exposed on the gurney for the morgue crew to pick up.