Custom Script: Thinking something along the lines of POV, you are explaining how “I’m’ up next for executrix.” I chose injection, but you overrode my choice because you have a thing for watching guys electrocuted. Maybe you just tested the chair in the room next door, knowing that I could hear the electric buzz and knowing that was what I would be in for experiencing. You love knowing how terrified I am, and you can’t stop talking about how much it will hurt and how the Green Mile has nothing on you. It will take at least 3-4 times as long as the sap that got dry sponged. You are, after all, a pro. And electrocution is your favorite, so you’re good at making it last. Maybe you even made me smell your socks (no bare feet) while you mocked me and watched the green mile dry sponge executrix on your phone while constantly reminding me how that is nothing compared to what I’m facing. Ankle socks with lightning bolts or something would be legit, but that may be a stretch. Maybe after you explained how I was to be electrocuted instead of injected, you reached out, shook my hand with wrist-length gloves, and gave me a 1-2 minute pre-shock with a hand buzzer? Then, you started laughing and joking as you held on to me. Then, finally, you tell me how the smoke, sparks, and pain, while extreme, were nothing like what I was about to face in the chair. After all, the guard from green mile has nothing on you.