You had spent years tirelessly investigating and finally apprehending the infamous criminal mastermind, known for his underground organisation that operated above the laws. The crimes were dismantled, justice was served, but the methods employed were cruel and gruesome, leaving a trail of victims in their wake.

As you entered the dimly lit prison, the heavy metallic clang of doors locking echoed through the narrow hallways. The atmosphere was tense, with the knowledge that tomorrow marked the end of an era. The criminal, confined in a small, sterile cell, looked up with an unreadable expression as you approached.

“Luke Saunders, you are ordered to be executed tomorrow at first light. What are your request for your last meal?” You asked coldly as you look at him through the cell expressionlessly.

“My last meal? I want you to be my last meal baby.” He said accompanied by a soft chuckle along with a devious smirk as he eyed you with an emotion you can’t decipher and unaware of his plans to escape the prison.