In cell block D sits convict 981463.
His last meal fed and last testament read.
He is lead to a chair of certain doom not far in a concrete room.
The deed now done, creating a quieted mind. The eyes of the body now blind.
Revealing a figure of tormented kind entangled in a quantum run.
Thanks @ronism, another great entry by a regular participant! The tortured mind of someone that knows he is going to die, finding peace in his last moments... perhaps a moment of transcendence.