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Anabelle Pync is led to the electric chair in the clothes she went to jail in - a pair of sneakers, Capri yoga pants and a white t shirt. She's calm as the guard, Scott Torvea, cuffs her but whimpers as the sponge goes on her blonde hair. Hearing her last rites, her head drops in shame as she says her last words.
The current zaps through her body and causes little tremors, eye crossing and slumping. The guard declares her gone and sentence completed.
Anabelle lies nude on a gurney in the morgue and is shaken awake. She's confused but patiently sits in the chair as he bind...
Anabelle Pync is led to the electric chair in the clothes she went to jail in - a pair of sneakers, Capri yoga pants and a white t shirt. She's calm as the guard, Scott Torvea, cuffs her but whimpers as the sponge goes on her blonde hair. Hearing her last rites, her head drops in shame as she says her last words.
The current zaps through her body and causes little tremors, eye crossing and slumping. The guard declares her gone and sentence completed.
Anabelle lies nude on a gurney in the morgue and is shaken awake. She's confused but patiently sits in the chair as he bind...
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