Fyodor is sat on the electric chair. Water dripping and rats and snakes sounds fill the crusty cell. Police are gathered around Fyodor. It is finally time for his execution.

They started preparing the electric chair. His hands and feet tied to the chair, water soaking him for electricity to work better. With an amused smirk, Fyodor's laughs become louder.

"I've been waiting for this moment.."