Blood red ink

Unfortunatly being one of hundreds, everyone just clapped politely and I was beaconed off the stage. On my way off I grabbed a slip of paper from the hands of the assistant judge. The slip of paper would hold a number, like it did every time. Beside it were instrunctions of what that number meant. As I opended it I saw the number 89 in red ink, red, the color of death.
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