There they stood, inside the cuboid, mourning the death of their 18 family members, and bracing themselves for theirs. The demise of these poor souls was the business of some. The whole system worked on clients, who'd buy these unfortunate freemasons for cheap rates, and kill them. Many say that killing them gives people pleasure. Well, that mystery was only for them to unveil. It had been working like this for a century or so, but no one paid any heed.
The fateful moment came. Another client had arrived and the death-trader started working his way through similar cuboids to find the one in which our poor protagonists had been caged.
With utmost ease, he pulled both of them out of the box, allowing the dance of death to take its toll.
Without any delay, the ruthless clients commenced the business. Mercilessly, they set them on fire.
The fire started right from the temple of their emaciated bodies, burning every minute particle inside them. A total of 3 people, chatted and laughed over the cataclysmic fate the two were facing. They took pleasure from the savage incineration. After all, this is what they had paid for. It was just a matter of minutes fore their existence would become a matter of history. Meanwhile, the cruel men beheld as their hearts bursted into fire. The glare in their eyes portrayed them as devils risen from the underground.
As the fire burnt through every centimeter of their body, their misery came to an end. The ruthless men just looked at them for a moment and left.
The carnival of death had ended.
And
this is the story of how 2 cigarettes, which were left in a pack of
20 were smoked by 3 people.